In an instant, the atmosphere froze.
The young man stared blankly at Zhang Rongfang, reaching out to dig at his ear, seemingly thinking he had misheard.
"Uh, tsk, I was a bit hard of hearing just now, could you please repeat what you just said?"
The young man grinned as he leaned closer to Zhang Rongfang.
"Fang Wenxuan!" Lu Meisha slapped the table next to him and stood up.
"What's with you? You're not giving me any face today??"
"Shut up!" The young man's smile suddenly changed, and he glanced coldly at Lu Meisha.
He pointed at Zhang Rongfang.
"Since he dares to speak in front of me, he has to bear the consequences of his words!"
Lu Meisha was so shocked by his shout that she trembled, her eyes instantly becoming a bit moist.
She was obviously scared.
Fang Wenxuan's face resumed its smile, looking at Zhang Rongfang.
"Come on, little brother, say it again. Sometimes my ears have a problem, so sometimes I can't hear clearly."
