"Brother Shengyang… can you drive slower?" she asked timidly.
Feng Shengyang said expressionlessly, "If you don't want to be in my car, you can get out."
He seemed to not understand the concept of having compassion for women and he drove even faster than before.
Sun Huiwen had no choice but to hang on to the handle tightly.
Throwing a tantrum, she blurted out her complaint, "If it was the girl who just answered the phone sitting here, would you treat her like this?"
Feng Shengyang's hand froze as he held the steering wheel for a moment and the car quickly slowed down.
"No," he answered suddenly.
Sun Huiwen didn't think that he would answer with such seriousness.
She was going mad as jealousy bubbled within her.
"Who is she? Do you like her? Do you like her that much?" she said resentfully.
Feng Shengyang was silent.
Did he… like Xiaoxiao?
...
In the bedroom.