At long last, Chen Rong found her voice again. “Old Shang, was there any outsider nearby just now?”
“I don’t think so,” he told her after thinking about it. He turned to Chen Rong, asking quizzically: “Miss, is something wrong?”
Chen Rong only blinked, saying nothing in return.
She couldn’t tell him Wang Hong took liberties with her. She wouldn’t believe such words herself, much less Old Shang.
So she clamped her teeth and feebly said, “No, nothing’s the matter.”
“Nothing’s the matter,” she repeated as she angrily wiped her lips.