The first thing Lang Yuxuan hurled at Feng Jietang's face upon encountering said man on the first day of the New Year was, "You have some guts coming here to see me."
Feng Jietang was visibly puzzled with the other man's inexplicable rage.
"What's wrong?"
Lang Yuxuan's face puffed up with blood. This fool was going to be the death of him!
"What's wrong??? You played me for a fool! You made me tutor you in traditional dance for one whole week! One whole week! You even made me wear your costume and dance the entire choreography for you to record!"
God knew what he used the video for. If he uploaded it on Weibo, Lang Yuxuan might as well head to the nearest lake and drown himself.
Instead of showing remorse, Feng Jietang broke into a broad grin.
"Oh, that. Hehehe..."
"Hehehe, your head!!!"
Lang Yuxuan's fist flew through the air in rage, but Feng Jietang caught his wrist skillfully.