Qi Zeyan was so angry he was losing his mind, yet he really had no standing to argue back, wanting to hit him but fearing it would backfire, he was completely infuriated.
Damn it, can't hold it in anymore, want to punch him—
Yun Hezhi suddenly looked down at his slippers, "Aren't these shoes yours?"
He had already noticed that when Qi Zeyan entered, he kept staring at his slippers, looking several times.
Qi Zeyan gritted his teeth, "Since you know, then you should be clear that our relationship is not ordinary."
"No matter how extraordinary, so what? If you were really that confident, you wouldn't have rushed over here in a hurry, right, Mr. Qi—"
Hit the nail on the head!
There's no denying that Yun Hezhi saw right through it.
Even after saying this, Yun Hezhi added, "You and Teacher Tang get along well, your style and manner aren't something an average family could cultivate. I'm just a singer, powerless in Beijing..."
