Xu Yongsheng pointed at Sun Dasheng, about to say something, but Xiang Yunsheng cut him off. He pulled his phone from his Chanel handbag, dialed a number, and taunted Sun Dasheng, "I bet you didn't see this coming. I have the store manager's phone number. It's time to end this farce."
"Oh, Sun Dasheng, Sun Dasheng... Even though you're unemployed, divorced, with no house or car, you've still got that pretty face. Good enough to hook up with a young girl, I see."
As he spoke, he kept glancing at the young girl's expression. He assumed Sun Dasheng was trying to pick her up. Why else would he be so protective, even telling lies to cover for her? His words were meant to expose Sun Dasheng's true colors and stop the girl from being fooled by his handsome face.
Unfortunately for him, she didn't react as he'd hoped. Instead of flying into a rage after learning the truth, her large eyes looked at Sun Dasheng with a hint of pity.
