Duan Xiyang successfully shifted the target. As long as Xue Fuxiao didn't speak, he could escape the awkward situation, so he looked sinisterly at Feng Yunqi: "You actually scolded me! As a chess player, you actually dare to scold me now!"
Feng Yunqi held his breath, feeling a moment of life being worse than death.
He groaned and said: "Duan Xiyang, you must have been a woman in your past life, right? The way you speak is so similar to my ex-wife back then..."
Duan Xiyang was dumbfounded.
This damn sentence is truly impossible to respond to!
Xue Fuxiao laughed heartily: "Brother Qi, calm down... It's not a big deal. Besides, you can't just treat Duan Xiyang as your wife and deal with it... even if you don't find it disgusting, I do."
Duan Xiyang was stunned: "What do you mean?"
