"I did it on purpose."
When Xia Ya intentionally whispered this to Xiao Zheng so that only the two of them could hear, he felt her deep hostility.
But in the eyes of others, their posture seemed incredibly intimate at that moment.
From a certain angle… it almost looked like they were kissing!
Crack! Crack!
Yuri clenched his fists, making his knuckles crack!
As for his followers, they were already hiding far away, fearing they might become his temporary punching bags.
"Why did you do that?"
"Do you hate me so much? But we've only met three times since you knew me."
"No, we don't even count as knowing each other."
"Because up until now, I don't even know your name."
Xiao Zheng entered actor mode; neither his words nor his gaze, nor any subtle expression betrayed him.
