"Hey, don't you want to ask why I told you about my suspicion of Meng Ke'Er?"
On the way back to the disco, Wang Tingwei looked at the silhouette walking in front of her, her eyes rather complex.
Xiao Feng did not slow his pace, continuing at the original speed, and replied, "I only know that you haven't recognized your position and realized your current situation."
"Hmm?"
"You use 'hey' to address someone who holds your life in their hands. Don't you think that's like dancing on a knife's edge?" Xiao Feng let out a cold snort, showing his displeasure.
Wang Tingwei's face fell, her teeth biting on her lower lip, but soon she used an enchanting tone to say, "Then how should I address you correctly?"
"Just call me Bajia."
"Dad..." Wang Tingwei instantly glared at him.
And Xiao Feng turned his head, his eyes unexpectedly showing affection as he cheerfully responded, "Yes!"
"You!"
Wang Tingwei became even more angry, but then quickly realized.
