Jian Xi's mind was filled with the image of Little Pumpkin's aggrieved, chubby face, and her heart softened slightly. Her attitude remained stern: "Nan Mufeng, what gives you the right to boss me around?"
"Tomorrow, do you still want to make headlines?" Nan Mufeng asked.
A surge of alarm rang in Jian Xi's heart: "What do you mean?"
"This." Nan Mufeng lit up his phone screen.
Jian Xi almost fainted.
This guy actually recorded the process of her taking off her pants? Even though it was just a second or two, and in reality, she only unzipped slightly to reveal a bit of her belly. But still...
"This is called taking things out of context."
Nan Mufeng's smug look made Jian Xi unable to hold back. She shouted angrily and attacked directly!
Nan Mufeng nimbly dodged, evading Jian Xi's assault.
"Delete the video!" Jian Xi lunged at him, each move more forceful than the last.
Nan Mufeng had no choice but to fight back.
