Yang Zheyan pushed away his hoodie, revealing his dashing good look. In a dangerous yet with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Well, if it isn't the famous Feng Huan."
Feng Huan shot him a venomous look, "Was young master Yang trying to make a joke? I forgot to laugh."
Xiong Jingfei took a step back away from Feng Huan. She wasn't afraid of him, but what luck they had to run into him. She was hoping they would be able to sneak out without anyone noticing them.
The last time Feng Huan stopped her, he asked her a question she couldn't answer. Thanks to Wu Yuan, she was able to escape without giving him an explanation. Afterward, she was able to avoid him since their department was in the opposite direction. Is he here about the same issue again?
Feng Huan's heart pounded hard against his chest. He didn't want to see her holding hands with Yang Zheyan!