The two idiotic nouveau riches continued to sneer rudely at Ling Yun. Tang Meng rolled up his sleeves, prepared to beat them up, totally destroying the happy atmosphere in the office.
Ling Yun didn't move from his spot. Instead, he stopped Tang Meng with a look. They were in Murong Wenshi's office, it wasn't the place for a fight.
Song Zhengyang's heart itched when he heard what Murong Feixue said. He couldn't help himself and poured oil on the fire. "Hey, Niece Feixue, so you're Ling Yun's girlfriend? You have really good taste. What a match made in heaven. That's great!"
He saw how all the goddess level women looked at Ling Yun yesterday at the clinic. He knew none of them could escape Ling Yun's grasp.
Song Zhengyang might as well go with the flow since Murong Feixue said it herself. Why should he care that Murong Feixue wasn't serious when she said it?