Di Jinye held Cheng Ruowei captive in his embrace, a softness to the touch.
But he was very angry, and in the oppressiveness of his questioning, not even a hint of an amorous atmosphere existed.
"Cheng Ruowei, answer me!"
So, this was how he called her full name when he was angry.
At this moment, Cheng Ruowei didn't want to pay attention to these bizarre details because she was both embarrassed and annoyed.
Being seated on his lap in such a situation, all she could feel was the enveloping warmth of Di Jinye's burning temperature, which was definitely dangerous.
"No! I'm not even friends with Young Master Lu."
"Then who is your new love interest?"
"..."
Cheng Ruowei could only remain silent.
The wild man was just an excuse to protect little Heng and Jiajia from exposure; there was no such person.