Lin Zifeng knew that with this kind of person, there was no longer any point in trying to communicate.
"Hey! Don’t hang up on ! You haven’t explained things clearly yet!" said the man on the other end of the line, not willing to give up.
"Damn! Are you nuts? Didn’t you take your ds this morning?" Lin Zifeng snapped, this guy was just too much.
"You dare insult !"
"So what if I insult you? Co on, if you have the guts, stand in front of now, I’ll smack you," Lin Zifeng shouted.
"You... You... You’ll regret it!" The man was so angry that his teeth were shaking.
"Alright then. Co on. I’m right here waiting for you, if you have the guts co here and let smack you." Lin Zifeng didn’t care about how powerful or influential he might be. Damn, this guy is such a jerk, insulting him felt good. If he really angered Lin Zifeng, hitting him would be considered light.
Just as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, he heard steady footsteps approaching from outside the room. Lin Zifeng thought uh-oh.
It was probably Beiming Huang coming.
"Hey, you’re looking for Huanghuang, right? She’s not here right now, why don’t you call back after she returns. What? She’s really not here, no way, how would she have a boyfriend? Bro, don’t get angry, wait for Huanghuang to co back and explain it yourself." As Beiming Huang was about to enter, this guy behaved completely differently, as if he’d switched personalities.
"Hey hey hey, bro, don’t curse. I’m really not her boyfriend..."
At that mont, Beiming Huang walked in.
Seeing her phone in the hands of this guy who was ’hey hey hey’-ing non-stop, the fiery rage inside her nearly exploded.
On the other end of the phone, the man was frustrated, this guy had been so arrogant earlier. But now?
He was completely incoherent, what was going on?
"Why are you holding my phone?"
Beiming Huang slamd her book onto the table then stomped over furiously.
Right at that instant, Lin Zifeng hung up the phone.
"Soone called you," Lin Zifeng said.
"But it’s my phone, my friend, what gives you the right to answer my phone?" Beiming Huang glared at him angrily.
"You weren’t around, the phone kept ringing. I just helped answer it."
"I didn’t ask you to answer it, what gives you the right to touch my phone?"
"It was too noisy, and I instinctively picked it up," Lin Zifeng said very calmly.
"..."
"How can you be like this, touching soone’s phone without their consent?"
Beiming Huang could swear, this guy in front of her was definitely the most bizarre and outrageous person she had ever t. So despicable.
Lin Zifeng shrugged indifferently.
Just then, the phone rang again.
"Hello!" Beiming Huang answered the phone.
"Huanghuang! Tell , what on earth is going on!" The man on the other end demanded furiously, speaking in a tone that blad and interrogated her.
"I, I..." Beiming Huang was at a loss for words.
"Tell ! Who is that man? What is he to you? Why was he able to answer your phone?"
"He is... He is... It’s not like you think." A classic line, often said by couples in TV dramas after conflicts...
"Ha! Not like I think, then what is it that I think? Haha, Beiming Huang, I never thought you’d be this kind of person!"
"Hai Zhilan, it’s really not as you think, he’s just a friend of my mother." Beiming Huang’s face turned beet red from holding back, unsure how to explain.
"Haha... Isn’t this excuse too far-fetched? Your mother’s friend can fiddle with your phone? Can answer your calls casually? Knows you just went to take a shower? Beiming Huang, even I don’t believe this reason, and you can say it..."
Lin Zifeng listened attentively nearby. Clearly, the man was being unreasonable.
Looking at Beiming Huang’s current expression and actions, she was nearly passive to death. Having such a boyfriend was truly asking for trouble.
"Beiming Huang, tell now, do you love or not? Have you ever liked ?"
The man loudly questioned, Beiming Huang’s pretty face blushed, and tears were about to fall.
Lin Zifeng couldn’t stand it anymore. This kind of man was infuriating.
"Hey~ n at this point, if it were , I’d have dumped him long ago~"
"You..." Beiming Huang glared angrily.
"Fine, I’ll pretend I said nothing..." Lin Zifeng spread his hands and shrugged, indifferent. Since she didn’t listen to his advice, there was nothing more for him to say.
"Hai Zhilan, I’ll just say this, I have nothing to do with him. If you don’t believe , then I have no choice." With that, she didn’t wait for the man to blow up on the phone, she hung up directly...
Lin Zifeng was stunned, he thought Beiming Huang was going to blow up.
Turning around, he realized she hadn’t blown up, just sat silently on the sofa.
"So, is he your boyfriend?" Lin Zifeng tentatively asked, if she had a good tone, perhaps he’d be righteous and comfort her.
If she wasn’t appreciative, there was no need for him to face the freezing cold attitude...
Beiming Huang ignored him, sitting quietly on the sofa, pondering on sothing alone. She remained silent.
"If he is really your boyfriend, as an outsider, I’m at a loss for words. But I’ll say this, love you, anything can be forgiven. Love him, turn a blind eye."
"Have you said enough?"
"No." Lin Zifeng shook his head.
"If it weren’t for you, would I have argued with him?" Beiming Huang looked at him.
"If it weren’t for , how would you know he’s such a selfish man?" Lin Zifeng countered.
"..."
"I still say, if he loves you enough, likes you enough, he will forgive you. Certainly. With a character like yours, unrestrained and pliable, I bet any man would forgive you, because you are too exceptional." Lin Zifeng was very confident in his vision.
The words reached Beiming Huang’s ears, but they felt uncomfortable, she wasn’t sure if the words insulted her or praised her.
"Won can be weak, but don’t disgrace yourself." Lin Zifeng said, then clapped his hands and walked away. Leaving Beiming Huang with an unsaid desire, wanting to say sothing but feeling his words left her with much to ponder...
Soon, Beiming Lan ca back.
Seeing her sister and Lin Zifeng silently coexisting, she found it a bit odd.
"Little follower, my mother has returned, she has sothing for you to see. Go check it out."
Beiming Lan tiptoed to her sister’s side.
"Sis, what’s wrong? You don’t look very happy."
"It’s nothing." Beiming Huang lightly smiled, then stood up hugging her books and left the living room. Leaving Beiming Lan scratching her head, not quite understanding.
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