"What are you doing here?" Yue Feng's icy voice carried a severe warning and disdain.
"..." What did her being here have to do with him?
Shang Haohao furiously yanked away his hand that covered her mouth.
"What does my being here have to do with you?"
"Don't think I don't know what you're trying to do. Acting innocent in front of me, and now dressing so provocatively—who are you trying to impress?"
"..." Shang Haohao's expression stiffened, her panicked eyes hinting at some nervousness.
Did he see through her intentions?
But whether he did or not, she wasn't here today because of him.
Yue Feng sneered, "Why are you nervous? Did I hit the nail on the head?"
"..." Shang Haohao gritted her teeth in anger, shifting inward to maintain some distance from Yue Feng.
Clenching her teeth, she admitted.
