Hearing the screams coming from behind, Nangong Bing frowned in confusion and said, "Surname Lin, are you the one causing trouble?"
"What?" Lin Zifeng feigned ignorance.
"Stop pretending with me, I know it must've been you, right? Otherwise, why would those two start fighting?"
"Bingbing, you're really misunderstanding me here. Weren't you at the scene just now? What could I possibly have done? It's probably because they felt guilty, and seeing such a beautiful woman like you here, they started dog-eat-dog," Lin Zifeng retorted with a curl of his lip, disagreeing with her statement.
Nangong Bing just stared at him with an extremely complicated look for quite a while. Finally, her tightly knitted brows slightly relaxed before she slowly uttered, "You're so cheap!"
Having said that, she turned her proud head and walked toward the sports car, without the slightest regard for Lin Zifeng's reaction.