Perhaps He Ya had been filming far too openly.
Or perhaps Fan Ting's gaze had been too piercing.
Either way, Kong Feng and Ji Fang, the man and woman inside the milk tea shop, became aware of their presence.
When Kong Feng saw his wife with people who looked like reporters, he hurriedly withdrew his arm from around Ji Fang.
The two whispered a few words to each other. Ji Fang stayed seated, but Kong Feng collected his thoughts and walked out of the milk tea shop with some hesitation.
"Honey, why are you here? And who are they?"
Fan Ting glared coldly at the heartless, faithless man.
"Shouldn't you first explain who that woman inside is?"
"Didn't I tell you? An old classmate I haven't seen in over twenty years."
"An old classmate? You must be so excited to see her after over twenty years. So excited you were hugging and practically kissing. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a legally married couple reunited after years apart."
Fan Ting's voice was icy, her words dripping with sarcasm.
Kong Feng's expression grew even more complicated. He forced a smile. "Honey, whatever it is, can we talk about it at home? And you two, could you stop filming us? Family shame shouldn't be aired in public. Have you no decency?"
He Ya ignored him completely, treating his words as nothing but hot air.
Fan Ting said, "Decency? What decency? I gave them permission to film. What, you're allowed to take my hard-earned money to cheat and buy someone else milk tea, but no one's allowed to tell people about it?"
"That cup of milk tea she just finished in two gulps takes me over an hour of selling vegetables to earn, in this heat!"
"And you stole that