This is simply intolerable.
Lin Junyang unhesitatingly extended his finger and flicked Xiao Xiao's smooth, fair forehead.
"What are you doing, you idiot? Sit properly."
Xiao Xiao didn't expect Lin Junyang to flick her forehead, and she got hit solidly, causing her to cry out in pain.
Doesn't this man know how strong his finger is? Xiao Xiao suspected that a bump had formed on her forehead.
Looking at the woman bend over, her chest puffed out, with her small hands covering her forehead, her small face all scrunched up, and those eyes rolling at him, Lin Junyang felt much more comfortable.
This is how she should be.
Not far away, Xie Yuting's gaze never left that man.
Seeing Lin Junyang sitting so casually across from that woman, Xie Yuting's fingers gripped the wine glass, faintly turning white.
She knew that girl; last time, during Mu Wanxin and Shen Wenxuan's wedding, that girl was the bridesmaid.
She heard that she was a close friend of Mu Xingfeng's girlfriend.
