For a moment, the air was frozen.
Hong Xiaodan's entire face turned cold, and the grape she had just pinched with her fingertips fell back into the fruit plate.
For quite a while, neither spoke. Chen Feng waited for her to explode, yet she remained calm, and he couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.
Earlier, he deliberately used disrespectful words to provoke her, hoping it would lead to a big fight, and they could part ways forever.
But he clearly underestimated Hong Xiaodan's patience, her tolerance towards him.
Her eyes gradually turned red, and a mist began to form. Finally, Chen Feng sighed and said, "Okay, I said the wrong thing, I apologize."
He really didn't want to hurt her. After all, she was his admirer, and a wealthy beauty at that. Even though he wasn't very fond of her, she was still a beauty, and as a man admired by her, it was truly hard to be ruthless to her.
