Hearing Qu Gang's questioning, Zhang Yingjun, knowing he was guilty, and coupled with his buddy's severe pain, didn't respond but just hummed and motioned for Ma Xiaorong to answer.
After the initial panic, Ma Xiaorong had regained her composure.
Moreover, she was never afraid of Qu Gang's questioning, even if she did something wrong.
Qu Gang had put a lot of effort into chasing after Ma Xiaorong. No matter what she did wrong, he would forgive her.
Thus, she believed that a minor matter like cheating could also be forgiven if she played her cards right.
Ma Xiaorong put her hands on her hips and retorted righteously, "Qu Gang, why are you yelling? Don't you care about me at all, only knowing how to shout here?"
Qu Gang, being a simple-minded and physically strong person, was somewhat dumbfounded and felt wronged as he defended himself.
"Little Rong, you are my darling, how could I not care about you?"