Zhou Meifeng, infuriated, said to Da Yan, "I work as a nanny in Xiao Yifei's house, and our relationship is completely innocent. Don't spread rumors!"
Upon hearing Zhou Meifeng's words, Da Yan couldn't help but sneer coldly, clearly disbelieving her. He acted as if he was in his own home, leaning back on the sofa, slipping his hand adorned with a gold ring into his shirt, and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. After lighting one, he pointed arrogantly at Xiao Yifei with the cigarette between his fingers and said, "I don't care whether this pretty boy is your beau or not, I'm just asking you when you'll leave with me!"
"Don't smoke in my house."
Xiao Yifei, watching Da Yan pick up the cigarette, narrowed his eyes and said blandly as he watched Da Yan sprawl over the sofa.
"Your house?"
Da Yan scoffed, "What about your house? What gives you the right to order me around?!"
Xiao Yifei lifted his head and stared intently at Da Yan.
It was just a moment.
'Bang!'
