Chapter 89 - Chapter 89: Come In (2/2)

Xing Shu was suffocating from the buttons. She raised her hand and was about to unbutton it when Cheng Lang grabbed her wrist. “Or go change.”

The corners of Xing Shu’s mouth curled up for a moment at Cheng Lang’s inexplicable possessiveness. She turned around and took a high-collared shirt. She took off her clothes without any inhibition. After changing, she even mimicked a model’s catwalk turn in front of Cheng Lang. “Will this do?”

Cheng Lang looked away, his eyelashes casting a shadow on his face. “Barely.”

Xing Shu rolled her eyes and walked towards the living room with her walking stick. She closed the door behind her. Feng Jian and Liu Chun were getting impatient waiting outside. Just as they were about to continue banging, the door opened.

Xing Shu was not expecting them. She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled. “Come in. Make yourself comfortable. Don’t stand on ceremony.”

Liu Chun had planned on vituperation, but when she saw Xing Shu’s smiling face, she felt it would be useless. Then, she saw that Xing Shu’s place was so small. Compared to her villa, it could only be described as a slum. Feng Jian— who was beside her—could not control her expression. She looked at Xing Shu with hatred.

Xing Shu walked to the couch unhurriedly and put down her walking stick. “Come in. Don’t stand at the door.”

Steam came out of Feng Jian’s ears. “Xing Shu, don’t be too smug!”

Xing Shu glanced at the coffee table. The water she had poured for Cheng Lang had already turned cold. She picked it up and took a sip. “I’ll only ask you a few questions. After I’m done, you can officially apologize.” She put down the cup and found a comfortable position to look at Feng Jian and Liu Chun. “Which one of you is the main perpetrator and which one is the accomplice?”

Feng Jian slowly clenched her fists by her side. She wished she could take the fruit knife on the table and cut Xing Shu’s face! This b*tch! The more nonchalant she was, the more uncomfortable Feng Jian felt. Seeing that Xing Shu’s feet were covered in thick bandages, she went forward and wanted to step on Xing Shu’s feet.

Xing Shu dodged quickly. She retracted her leg and splashed the water. Feng Jian’s hair instantly became wet as she screamed and pounced on Xing Shu..