"Fu Nancheng, don't push your luck! Do you even want to keep going?"
He sat on the sofa, holding her on his lap: "Be good and drink your medicine. I'll deal with Jin Chengbin for you."
Qiao Mo froze for a moment, feeling a bit awkward.
Damn... she knew he'd see right through her.
"Did you know already?"
"Yes."
"Then why were you so angry last night?"
Fu Nancheng's face turned a shade darker. Was this woman pretending to be dumb or was she really dumb: "You were sitting on another man's lap, hugging him. How could I not be angry?"
Seeing his face grow even darker, Qiao Mo shrank her neck back.
"If you don't fix this, I'll go find him again."
"You dare!" Fu Nancheng was furious.
He felt that the little troublemaker in front of him was even more audacious than a few years ago.
No matter how you see it, he still had some authority in front of her a few years back, but look at her now, she clearly doesn't take him seriously!
