Xu Haohao instinctively wanted to curse Feng Huaimu, vent a bit and let off steam, but at this moment the words stuck in her throat, and Xu Haohao was frozen, her eyes fixated on Feng Huaimu.
A long minute of silence ensued, and Xu Haohao looked at Feng Huaimu in disbelief, her voice trembling as she asked, "You... knew everything?"
Feng Huaimu gazed at the neon lights flashing past outside the window, his lips still carrying a gentlemanly smile, imperfection-free.
"You know everything, don't you?" Xu Haohao suddenly grabbed Feng Huaimu's sleeve tightly, urgently questioning him, "You know everything, right? You know I passed the information to Xuan Ting, you know Xuan Ting will come to rescue me."
Feng Huaimu appreciated the neon lights outside, not responding.
Xu Haohao started trembling slightly, mocking herself, "You know everything, don't you? You also know that little girl Feng Yi is there eating grilled lamb skewers."
