A wave of anger gradually drifted through the room.
Then Ning Rongrong looked coldly at Zhuge Lan, killing intent surging toward him.
Zhuge Lan froze where he stood. This scene was too awkward, too painful, and for a moment, he had nothing to say.
Although this world had no rule that a man could only have one woman, Ning Rongrong had caught him red-handed. For a moment, he had no idea what to do!
Not long ago, he and Ning Rongrong had been intimate together.
Even now, he could still feel the lingering warmth of her lips.
Zhuge Lan tested the waters.
"Rong Rong, how about we go outside?"
Ning Rongrong's expression turned ugly as she said directly,
"Explain to me what exactly is going on."
With that, she tore the doll to pieces and threw it away.
Zhuge Lan looked embarrassed. He slowly walked over to Ning Rongrong and reached for her hand.
Ning Rongrong slapped his hand away and snapped,
"What's wrong? Don't you like Xiaoxue? Why aren't you saying anything now?"
Zhuge Lan felt miserable! At a time like this, he absolutely could not mention Xiaoxue, or he would get beaten to death.
By his usual methods, he would take out a gift, but he could not give her one now. It would only make him seem frivolous.
At a time like this, the best approach was to apologize.
So, he said,
"I'm sorry, Rong Rong."
Ning Rongrong let out a long breath and interrogated him,
"Go on! Tell me what you did wrong."
Zhuge Lan thought for a moment. He had to apologize now, but how he apologized was extremely important.
After thinking it over, he decided it would be better to be sincere.
So, he said,
"A while ago, when I saw Leng Xiaoxue, I