Mo Qianyan's greasy tone paired with his lecherous expression almost made Lu Yinfeng throw up.
Lu Yinfeng could no longer concern herself with appearances, she pointed towards the door, frowned, and said in a cold voice, "Get out!"
Mo Qianyan shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and walked out.
Lu Yinfeng then turned her head to look at the boy.
The fury in her eyes said it all; the boy was old enough to understand, feeling ashamed and awkward, he hung his head and hurried out.
Lu Yinfeng clutched her violently heaving chest, gasping for a while before she managed to calm her emotions.
Just seeing Mo Qianyan's face was enough to make her lose her appetite for three days!
She had thought that was the end of the matter.
Lu Yinfeng sprayed the reception room inside and out with disinfectant before she settled down to continue with her work.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yinfeng left the house.