Kissed?

".."

Amy was instantly speechless.

If she had slept with Feng Sheng, she would not have left the country back then.

"Silence means no, right?"

Anna looked at Amy and sneered.

The reason why she had torn off Amy's self-righteous disguise so forcefully was because she trusted her intelligence agency more than Amy, a stranger.

"Although I have never slept with Feng Sheng, but…"

Under Anna's sharp gaze, Amy felt a little ashamed, but she still did not intend to give up.

"But what? Or did you kiss him?"

Anna suddenly interrupted Amy.

At this moment, the waiter walked towards them. Anna casually ordered a cup of coffee, her sharp eyes never leaving Amy's face.

".."

Amy, who had also ordered a cup of coffee, didn't dare to look at Anna. She didn't know how to answer.

"So, you didn't sleep with Feng Sheng, nor did you kiss him. Is this your first love?"

Anna saw through Amy's uneasiness and embarrassment.