"What are you talking about?" Nangong Yaoling reached out his hand and pretended to seriously touch his chin, then suddenly remembered something and said:
"Oh right, this afternoon there were some online rumors that Shaochen left my company with a woman. I suddenly remembered, the woman hanging onto his waist looked a bit familiar..."
Xia Xiaonuan heard this, and her face immediately darkened.
She jumped up and stared at Nangong Yaoling incredulously: "What are you talking about? Hanging onto his waist? She was just lowering her head, okay?"
Nangong Yaoling, could you be any more disgusting?
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly reached out her hand and placed it beside her mouth. Damn, she fell for it again!
"Oh... lowering her head?" Nangong Yaoling's face flashed a smile, but his gaze was cold and piercing.
"Yes... I saw the reports too... they were obviously lowering her head..."
