บท 2547: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (65)

Little Cannon was speaking righteously. He had always been Wen Ke'er's loyal lackey and had dedicated his life to her.

Feng Yunan knew that Wen Ke'er's assistant lived in this building, so it was understandable that she was here.

Little Cannon twisted facts with his sharp tongue, managing to hide the trouble well.

With Little Cannon's preconceived notion, Feng Yunan believed it and looked at Qiao Ruoxi differently.

He became even more disgusted and even had the urge to tear her into pieces.

"Qiao Ruoxi, what right do you have to insult Ke Er? You even pushed her?"

"No, I didn't. Don't listen to her nonsense. I never said those words."

Qiao Ruoxi tried her best to explain, but all her words were too weak.

Su Hui also kept waving her hands to explain, but Feng Yunan could not understand her complicated gestures. It was pointless to explain.

Wen Ke'er lay in Feng Yunan's arms and looked at him weakly.