"Emma, can you talk! Can you breathe!" Tang Xiaoquan feigned surprise, walking over to Wang Qiang and waving his hand in front of his face a couple of times. Wang Qiang brushed his hand away and angrily shouted, "What the hell are you doing, you son of a bitch, what kind of nonsense are you pulling!"
"Oh! So, you really are alive. You have the nerve to ask me what nonsense, I'm thinking you're the one going crazy. Look at you, standing by the door in a daze all day. What's so captivating outside, a pretty girl?"
"Get lost, no pretty girl. I'm annoyed because of the weather. Don't you know the current situation of the villa? Aren't you worried?" Wang Qiang rolled his eyes, staring at Tang Xiaoquan.
"Oh, come on!" Tang Xiaoquan dismissed his excuse with a sarcastic tone, "Wang Qiang, stop pretending, everyone knows what you're up to. Seriously!"
"What the hell? What are you saying? I have something up my sleeve? You say..."
