"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The door was knocked hard twice, not like a request but more like a notification.
True to form, no sooner had the sound settled than a portly fat man squeezed his waist through and entered.
He looked like an inflated ball, his face pitted with swollen red pimples and surrounded by wafts of smoke.
Before he even got close, the sharp stench of cigarettes hit the nose.
Yueqing instinctively covered her nose and mouth.
This action only further infuriated the newcomer!
He didn't lash out at Yueqing, but turned to Ouyang Long with a sneer, "Aren't you always the one to follow the company's rules to the letter? What's this? Have you started to hide a mistress in the golden house like others?"
Ouyang Long furrowed his brow, "Feng Long, mind your language! Miss Yan, she is—"
"I don't care who she is! She hit my daughter, and she's going to pay a price!"
Feng Long? Feng Hong's father?