"Feng Heng." Feng Sheng placed the pen in his hand on the document and looked up.
Feng Heng had pulled her too quickly. Before Luo Yangyang could struggle, Feng Heng had stopped just like her.
Feng Sheng's voice was as cold as ever. He did not raise his voice much.
However, when Luo Yangyang heard him call Feng Heng's name, her heart skipped a beat. She stood rooted to the ground, not daring to move.
A glint flashed across Feng Heng's peach blossom eyes. It was an evil smile of having his scheme succeed.
He tilted his head to look at Feng Sheng and his smile became even more devilish."What's the matter, Big Brother?"
Feng Sheng did not answer Feng Heng, nor did he look at him. His cold gaze fell on Feng Heng's hand that was holding Luo Yangyang's.
Feng Sheng's eyes were cold and calm, but Luo Yangyang felt as if the back of her hand had been stabbed by a needle.