“Jiang Feng, have you lost your mind?”

Ming Yue’s little face also flushed slightly, but she didn’t deliberately avoid Jiang Feng’s gaze—nor did she directly answer his question. Instead, she blurted out this random remark.

Jiang Feng was momentarily dazed.

It took him a long while to snap out of it.

He frowned, his handsome brows knitting together, and asked Ming Yue in confusion, “What did you just say?”

Ming Yue rolled her eyes and said irritably, “What do you mean, what did I say? Can’t you hear me clearly, or can’t you hear at all? You silly goose! What are you up to now? Hurry up and get out of my way—don’t interfere with my work. I haven’t even finished yet!”

With that, she gently pushed the unnamed male operative with her hand—not too hard, though.

Otherwise, Jiang Feng wouldn’t be so lucky. He might very well have been flipped over by her in one swift move.

Jiang Feng pouted and reluctantly scrambled to his feet, but right before he got up, he couldn’t resist lightly pecking Ming Yue on the corner of her mouth.

Ming Yue rolled her eyes even wider and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. “Aren’t you being childish?”

Jiang Feng: …

What an unromantic woman!

Such a buzzkill!

Still, despite all that, his hands were surprisingly steady as they once again rested on Ming Yue’s shoulder. “All right, all right—I admit I’m being childish, okay? You go ahead and keep working; I won’t bother you.”

“Deal!”

Ming Yue picked up her laptop again and resumed organizing her photos and videos.

At the same time, she glanced at the man out of the corner of her eye. Seeing how dejected he looked, like a little wife who’d been wronged, a lovely smile involuntarily spread across her lips.

This dog of a man is becoming more and more like a child…

“Ming Yue, is there something you don’t know?”

He’d promised not to disturb her anymore, but it seemed he’d already forgotten about it the moment he turned around.

Seeing that Ming Yue was busy sorting through her photos, he suddenly brought up the subject.

Ming Yue didn’t even look up; she casually asked, “What could there be that I don’t know? Stop beating around the bush—just say what you want to say straight out.”

Jiang Feng: …

What a straight-laced girl!

She doesn’t even bother to ask a few more questions—she just gets straight to the point. How is anyone supposed to…

He pouted and, while massaging Ming Yue’s shoulders, whispered in her ear, “That Liu guy has an illegitimate child on the side. Do you know about that?”

Those words were like opening a magical door.

Upon hearing this, Ming Yue suddenly put down her computer and turned to look at the man beside her, asking earnestly, “Jiang Feng, are you serious? You’re not kidding me, are you?”

Over the years, she’d investigated every nook and cranny of the Liu family.

She knew exactly what kind of crap each member of the Liu clan would be shitting out.

She knew Liu Fan had a mistress on the side.

So why on earth hadn’t she heard anything about Liu Fan having an illegitimate child?

Jiang Feng pouted unhappily. “Look at me carefully—do I look like someone who’d joke around with you or play tricks on you about this?”

“Exactly like it!”

Ming Yue teased him on purpose.

Sure enough, Jiang Feng’s face fell. “Ming Yue, speak properly!”

“It really does look just like it!”

Ming Yue said seriously.

Dark clouds began to gather on Jiang Feng’s face. “Ming Yue, do you realize sometimes you…” The rest of the sentence sounded rather unpleasant, so he swallowed it back before it could come out.

Then, frowning, Jiang Feng just stood there frozen, his handsome face puffed up like a blowfish.

It was hilarious—and kind of cute, too.

After holding it in for quite a while, Ming Yue finally couldn’t help herself and let out a little giggle.

End of Chapter 136: Counterattack 62