You people...!
Feng Mountain looked on helplessly at the two gossipmongers before him, a headache brewing as he furrowed his brow.
"Stop talking nonsense. Nothing happened between Natasha and me. It was just a misunderstanding."
Frank, however, remained unconvinced. A pleased smile remained on his face as he said slowly, "That's right. The morning after a date, you always tell the other person it was a 'sweet misunderstanding.'"
"So, are you going to marry Natasha? I'm willing to be your mistress. I promise I won't interfere with your life with the Queen. Just text me whenever you need me."
Erica chimed in, her tone completely serious. She seemed to be in full support of Feng Mountain marrying Natasha, even willing to take a back seat herself.
"You guys are ridiculous!"
Seeing that nothing he said could convince the two of them, Feng Mountain felt a surge of irritation and couldn't be bothered to explain any further.
