Xu Qiguang was truly furious now. In front of everyone, he gave Fang Jun a long, meaningful look, sizing him up from head to toe. "Who's to say?" he asked coldly.
"Just look at her. Does she even look like a girl? Besides, I'm not that kind of person..."
"What kind of person?"
To the side, watched by several pairs of eyes, Xu Changqing pressed her lips together in displeasure. She really didn't want her father, who was already in a bind, to be cast as the villain because of her.
Hearing the erupting fury in her dad's voice, Xu Changqing quickly pulled a piece of paper, folded over and over, from her pocket and handed it to Old Lin nearby.
'What is she doing?'
'What is she trying to do?' Xu Baimei grew even more frantic. She wanted to snatch the paper but didn't dare. She turned to her dad, Xu Qiguang, stomped her right foot, and cried, "Dad! How could Brother Jun..."
