Li Feng looked at Li Xinyue, whose face was a bit pale and lips were bitten, knowing without guessing what this woman was imagining on her own.
Li Feng didn't bother to explain anything, as Li Xinyue's appearance was entirely coincidental.
A fleeting romance for Li Feng was just a pastime.
As for liking her, at most Li Xinyue was quite pretty and had a nice figure, but to say it was love at first sight would be lying with eyes wide open.
"I am Li Feng."
Li Feng admitted directly, there was nothing to deny, he stood up from the sofa, grabbed the glass on the table in front of him, and leisurely looked at Yamamoto Shou who suddenly appeared.
"You came, not just to expose me, did you?"
Yamamoto Shou looked at Li Feng's confident demeanor and felt a sudden surge of anger; was this bastard ignoring him again?
What a piece of trash, daring to ignore him, Yamamoto Shou.
Yamamoto Shou coldly looked at Li Feng.
