The computer booted up and, after a few manipulations that I couldn't fathom, the screen displayed the banquet scene from the hall downstairs.
"You take a look, identify which one was the one who bullied you just now!" Song Tianmo pushed the laptop towards Ling Fei, his voice low, laced with a hint of cold-blooded intent.
"Didn't you say you already saw whom it was?" Ling Fei's heart skipped a beat as she cast a suspicious look at him.
"Yes, I saw... but only his back! I didn't see his face!" Song Tianmo's long fingers drummed lightly on the tea table, his thin lips tightly pressed together, unable to conceal his annoyance.
"That's a coincidence? Not a single face shot?" Ling Fei paused before gritting her teeth angrily, "That bloody bastard, Song Tianmo, when I find him, you must help me beat the hell out of him!"
Ling Fei balled her fists, imitating a punching gesture. Although the man smelled of alcohol when he embraced her, it wasn't strong.