Xiao Feng glanced behind him, "Are you talking about the rope on my hand? I told you, I enjoy it."
"You!" Zhao Fengyun was so angry that he couldn't help but sit up, but as soon as he made a big move, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and lay back down.
The female doctor hastily ran over and said with concern, "Young master, given your current condition, you shouldn't get too angry."
Zhao Fengyun waved her away and turned his gaze to Zhen Jinghan, smiling lightly, "Do you still recognize me?"
Zhen Jinghan turned her head to the side, clearly intending to ignore him.
Zhao Fengyun snorted coldly, angrily saying, "Stop pretending to be all high and mighty in front of me. I just want to sleep with you. Name your price."
Xiao Feng, who was watching the spectacle without minding the drama, winked at Zhao Guo'an, "Old Zhao, grab a mirror and see if the color on your head has changed."
"Get lost!" Zhao Guo'an cursed irritably.
