Sun Yanhong wasn't affected by Ma Wenjiang's unusual gaze. She was quite bold and straightforward.
"I said I knew him before, and it's true. Actually, I won't hide it — I have a fondness for him, so I had someone look into him. That's pretty normal, right?"
Ma Wenjiang coughed dryly, then nodded, "It is quite normal. So, how familiar have you gotten with him now?"
Sun Yanhong found this loaded question somewhat displeasing, not because she thought he was implying something, but because she really wasn't that familiar with Chen Feng. Being asked like this made her feel like she was being put on the spot.
"Why do you care how familiar I am with him? Do you expect me to throw away my dignity to ask him to mediate?" Sun Yanhong retorted angrily.
