章 696: Drastic Measures

When Han Yiheng took Francesca out, they found Su Feifei kicking her car's bumper. And she even had her own personal commentary while doing so, "Stupid dump machine! Never works when I want it!" She took off her hairband from her wrist and tied up her hair as she sat down on the bonnet of her car and continued, "Are you upset with me? I know I bought you 3 three years ago and it's the second time I'm bringing you out of the garage. But understand my stand as well. I can't leave my husband to fool around with you."

Francesca's brows furrowed up while Han Yiheng pursed his lips to hold back his laughter. "Feifei, you are married?"

Su Feifei looked at Francesca and smiled sheepishly, "You didn't know?"

Francesca shook her head in response and Han Yiheng glared at his friend saying, "She is married to her work. Her 'husband' is her work. Don't listen to this crackhead."

"As if you're any smarter," retorted Su Feifei.