Xiyue Frost was in no mood to chat with Yao Ying. She strode to the counter, slammed her hand on it, and said, "If you don't give me a clear explanation today, this isn't over."
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched. He turned to Yao Ying and said, "You, come over here and explain what happened yesterday."
"Hm?" Yao Ying paused. She sized up Xiyue Frost for a few moments, then asked in surprise, "She's that girlfriend of yours?"
"Cut the crap and explain clearly. Otherwise, get lost!" Feng Hao said, his face darkening.
Yao Ying pouted but walked up to Xiyue Frost with a beaming smile. Her eyes twinkled as she said, "Little Sister Xiyue, it's a misunderstanding. Feng Hao and I are just ordinary friends. As for the future... well, that's hard to say."
"What do you mean by that?" Xiyue Frost asked, her expression grim.
