A loud bang.

Ignoring what he said, Bai's mother slammed the wooden door shut, blocking Feng Xi from entering.

When I turned around and entered the living room, Rong Shang had already come out.

She glanced at her thoughtfully, then asked, "Mom, is it Feng Xi?"

Mrs. Bai nodded, but didn't say anything more after that.

At 10 p.m., Nan Qiaosheng was going home.

Rong Shang was about to go out to see him off when he refused.

As soon as Nan Qiaosheng left, Rong Shang closed the door and turned around, only to meet Bai's mother's gossipy gaze.

"Xiaoyu, tell me honestly, are you having an affair with your boss?"

"..."

*

A cold wind blew in gusts.

Feng Xi waited outside for Rong Shang for a long time, but she didn't come out.

He stood under the streetlight, wrapped his coat tighter around himself, and couldn't help but rub his hands together.

That's strange, she used to come down to take out the trash around this time.

What's wrong with me today?

Does her mother not allow her to go out?

His nose was red from the cold. After a while, Feng Xi took out his phone from his pocket. He had first sent a text message to Rong Shang, saying that he had something to give her.

After receiving no reply to his text messages, he found the other party's number and prepared to call her.

But just as the call was dialed, before the other party could answer, a person walked towards him and suddenly snatched the phone from his hand.

Nan Qiaosheng glanced down and saw that he had dialed Bai Xiaoyu's phone number.

He pursed his lips, his face expressionless.

When Feng Xi looked up to ask him for her phone back, the man threw it on the ground with a loud thud.

The screen shattered into pieces, and the previously lit screen went dark.

Feng Xi was stunned.

He stared at it with wide eyes for several seconds.

When he came to his senses, he went up and shoved Nan Qiaosheng.

What are you doing?!

Bending down, Feng Xi picked up the phone from the ground.

But the phone is so badly damaged that it won't even turn on.

He patted it several times, and as he frowned, the man's cold voice came from above.

"Don't even think about making a move on her, understand?"

"..."

Feng Xi finally looked away and met the gaze of the man in front of him, who still had that annoying look on his face.

"Nan Qiaosheng, what right do you have to say that to me?"

Oh.

Nan Qiaosheng smiled.

He reached out from his pocket, took a step or two, and grabbed Feng Xi by the collar.

"She's my woman, tell me, do I have any right to her?"

"Your woman?" Feng Xi frowned and forcefully shook off his hand. "So what?"

"Both of you are unmarried, can you guarantee you won't break up in the future?"

"Bang!"

Before she could finish speaking, the man in front of her threw a powerful punch, causing Feng Xi to stagger backward and crash into a telephone pole behind her.

Whether we break up or not is none of your business.

With a sinister gaze, Nan Qiaosheng pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, his handsome face appearing cold and terrifying.

The white streetlights shone down from above as he slowly strode toward Feng Xi.

The other person touched the bruised corner of their mouth with one hand, and was somewhat wary of his approach.

"Nan Qiaosheng, Bai Xiaoyu likes me."

He looked up, feeling somewhat timid when he met Nan Qiaosheng's cold gaze.

"And you, if it weren't for you, Bai Xiaoyu wouldn't have treated me like this."

She clearly liked him before.

Feng Xi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He leaned against the telephone pole and watched as Nan Qiaosheng stopped about half a meter away from him.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he suddenly pointed at him, "Can you guarantee you can give her happiness?"

"Nan Qiaosheng, your fiancée is You Hua, right?"