Xiao Feng turned around, with a somewhat amused look at the fuming Duan Guotai: "Truly, like father, like son. You both have the exact same way of speaking."
As soon as he said this, Zhou Jiwen and more than thirty men in black looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Just moments ago, Du Qingyue had said the same thing, and now Xiao Feng repeated it within minutes.
Zhou Jiwen couldn't help but think to himself: "These two are indeed a perfect match."
Meanwhile, Du Qingyue began to wonder if Xiao Feng had been outside, overhearing what she had just said.
But she quickly dismissed the thought, knowing Xiao Feng's character from their recent interactions.
If Xiao Feng really had been outside and heard Duan Guotai's threats, he would've probably barged in and acted immediately.
Thinking of this, Du Qingyue couldn't help but feel a strange sensation, though she didn't realize it was called trust...
