Looking at his innocent and naive expression, An Ning couldn't help but sneer at him. "You're really good at pretending, aren't you? You clearly know what I mean."
He gazed at her playfully. "Are you asking if I slept with her?"
"Yes!"
He pinched her nose angrily. "Are you an idiot? How could I do something like that?"
This answer made An Ning laugh, rubbing her sore nose. "You're so patriotic, willing to sacrifice yourself for the country. Who knows what you've done with her?"
"I can risk my life, but not this. I can only give this to my wife," Mo Ang promised.
An Ning blushed. "You're so cheeky."
"No means no, it's definitely not me," An Ning loudly denied.
Mo Ang squinted. "Looks like I need to show the evidence before you admit it!"
"You have evidence?"
"Such a passionate scene, of course I had to record it," Mo Ang said as he opened his phone, ready to play it for her.
"Don't you have work?" she retorted.
