Are We Very Close?

"You!" Huo Shaofeng's face turned black. He was so angry that he almost charged forward without a care.

Wen Jingping jumped in fright and quickly grabbed his waist to hold him back. "Shaofeng, calm down, calm down."

"How do you expect me to calm down? This b*tch is obviously…"

"Shaofeng!" Wen Jingping rarely yelled at Huo Shaofeng, but deep down, she also felt some resentment and disdain towards this man she had chosen.

If Huo Shaofeng's rashness was one of the advantages of being easy to control, then after experiencing the fact that he could not protect her in front of her parents and dragging her down at such a crucial moment, this advantage became useless.

She even started to doubt herself. Was it really right for her to choose Huo Shaofeng as her future support?

It had to be said that Wen Jingping's yell had some effect. Huo Shaofeng stopped struggling, and his gaze towards Wen Jingping became more accusing.