"Fine, tell me how you discovered it first!" The woman really wanted to struggle out of Yang Yifeng's clutches at this moment, but Yang YiFeng was several times stronger than she was; no matter how she struggled, she just couldn't break free. In the end, she could only glare at Yang Yifeng furiously.
"Me?"
Yang Yifeng's face revealed a sly smile, then he blew a breath on the woman's chest, causing her to shiver from head to toe, and with a cunning smile said, "Your mistake was being too proactive in striking up a conversation with me!"
Having said that, Yang Yifeng snapped his fingers with his free hand and then said, "On that street, surrounded by cars, quite a few rich young masters threw olive branches at you, but you ignored them. Yet you were so keen on a nobody like me, shouldn't I be suspicious of you?"
"Damn it!"