Lu Ming lifted his cup of black tea and took a leisurely sip, the corner of his mouth curling into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
He asked casually, "Demilla seems quite scared of you, doesn't she?"
Yue Feng chuckled softly, "How could she not be scared of me? She was messing around with Lowe's ex-wife when I caught her red-handed."
"Wasn't his ex-wife your friend? Why didn't you help her?"
"I did help. It's just that due to some twists of fate, Lowe still doesn't know the truth. It's been years now, and there isn't much point in bringing it up. Besides, Lowe and his wife are doing pretty well now. And not to mention, isn't it kind of pointless to interfere in someone else's family? My friend and Lowe clearly weren't meant to be together as husband and wife!"
"Can't tell if Lowe's still hung up on his ex-wife or not?"
"So what if he is? They're not married anymore, and Lowe has a new family now. He needs to take responsibility for his current wife."
