"Why?" Feng Huang extended his hand, with that small and exquisite car aroma diffuser in his palm. His gaze was full of pain and hatred, still unwilling to believe that Jian Xi would do such a thing to him!
His body, his heart, all reserved for her! How could she treat him like this!
Jian Xi glanced at the aroma diffuser but didn't take it.
Oh, it must be said, Cassie is not only scheming but also very meticulous. She had forgotten when she tossed that aroma diffuser into Feng Huang's car, yet Cassie used it to make her move.
"Why?" Feng Huang stared at Jian Xi and asked again. Persistently demanding an answer.
"About that video incident? It wasn't me," Jian Xi said.
"Ha..." Feng Huang laughed, his eyes filled with bloodshot rage, "No other explanation?"
"Explain what?" Jian Xi sneered, "I'm Jian Xi, and I admit what I do. Why should I explain something I didn't do?"
Feng Huang looked at Jian Xi, unable to even laugh.
