Xiao Qingcang snorted coldly.
Han Xinmei sighed softly, muttering under her breath. "I was just a bit lonely, went to the bar for a couple of drinks in the evening, but I know my limits, I wouldn't mess around!"
Xiao Qingcang's eyebrows twitched, seemingly accepting her explanation. "If you really messed around, I wouldn't be just reminding you now!"
His arrogant tone, as though he was being generous and tolerant towards her, instantly dissatisfied Han Xinmei.
She looked at him, insisting on standing up to him. "I don't like the way you're talking. What gives you the right to control whether or not I mess around with other men? Even if I haven't, what if I truly have? Even your father has no right to lecture me!"
