Xu Jiaojiao subconsciously turned around to look. The man who walked in had one hand on the doorframe and the other on his waist. His face was filled with pain.
Faced with Xu Jiaojiao's curious and innocent gaze, Lin Feng put down his hand and leaned against the door, revealing a harmless smile. "Xu Loli, could you help me?"
Xu Loli?
Was that his nickname for her?
Xu Jiaojiao hesitated, not knowing if she should help him. Suddenly, a large hand stopped her. "Don't bother with him. He's fine."
Lin Feng's face twitched. Fine? In what world was he fine?!!
Xu Zhengyang slowly walked over with a wine glass in his hand and said sarcastically, "Well, well. Young Master Lin can still breathe!"
Lin Feng coldly glanced at him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xu Zhengyang, I'll get back at you for this sooner or later."
"Bring it on."
Lin Feng shifted his gaze from Xu Zhengyang to Qi Shenbai and then to Xu Jiaojiao. He fell silent.