"Can you tell me in detail what happened after you met up with Weiwei?" Pei Dengke asked in a pleading tone.
Xiao Feng let out a cold snort. His brain spun at high speed, and he quickly made up a story that didn't have any obvious holes.
In this story, Xiao Feng didn't talk too much about Wang Tingwei, instead putting all the emphasis on his own emotional journey.
By the time he finished, the image of a victim who had been ruthlessly deceived and deeply hurt had already taken full shape in Pei Dengke's mind.
A moment later, Pei Dengke asked, "If that's the case, then Brother Xiao, why did you still give me the photos?"
"A real man keeps his word!" Xiao Feng said righteously. "Even though she deceived me, anything I promised, I will do. Otherwise, wouldn't I be no different from a petty scumbag?"
Pei Dengke was instantly full of admiration. "Brother Xiao, you're upright and aboveboard, your word is as good as gold. I really respect you!"
