President, Please Be Careful
27

Luo Weibing stiffened. He stopped in the middle of a step and said flatly, “Saudari Lin, are you kidding? Your ex-husband is ... Mu Tingfeng?"

“So, you know my husband? Oh no. I mean my ex-husband. No kidding. That's it."

Before Zhao Youlin finished her words, Luo Weibing turned her body and prepared to flee. But Zhao Youlin had sharp eyes and gripped her.

He said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

“Oh, sir. My dear Lord, please let me go. I really can't afford to offend that guy!” Luo Weibing cried sadly and looked at Zhao Youlin sadly.

The corner of Zhao Youlin's lips twitched. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Who said that he would do his duty to the death and complete his mission even at the cost of his life?"

"Sister Lin, you didn't say anything about your ex-husband being Mu Tingfeng!"

Seeing Luo Weibing's useless face, he rolled his eyes at her. When she remembered that her ex-husband was staring at them from a short distance away, she became impatient.

He reached out to pinch Luo Weibing's arm at the crowd's blind spot. He gritted his teeth and said, “This is Mu Tingfeng, so what? Let me tell you, even if he is a God, you should be with me in this! If you dare to run away at the last minute, believe me, I'll make you crawl out of this cafe, and hang you in the River of Coins for the fish to eat you!”

Luo Weibing shuddered intensely. He was in a dilemma for half a day between the two options. Either he had to be disciplined by his father based on his family traditions, or hung by Zhao Youlin in the river to eat fish.

Finally, he felt being pampered by those fish was more frightening. So, he straightened his neck and lent his hand to Zhao Youlin as if it was the last thing he would do in this life.

Zhao Youlin smiled. He reached out to pat the fold on his arm that had come out of his pinch and wrapped his hand around his arm.

Little did they realize that they looked like a matching couple, whispering to each other affectionately as if there was no one around them, showing their affection in public.

Seeing the intimate interaction between the two of them, Mu Tingfeng's annoyed face increased. 'What's with that woman? He was actually acting friendly with other men, so friendly in front of the crowd. He has no guilty conscience! Also, she must have forgotten that she was still a married woman. How dare he seduce another man in front of me. How embarrassing!’

At that moment, Mu Tingfeng had apparently forgotten that she would no longer be a married man. Besides, he was the one who hoped to divorce her.

The scene of Zhao Youlin behaving intimately with another man should have comforted her. There was no need for him to be angry like that. Mu Tingfeng was annoyed and the next moment, she discovered this herself as well.

If this was the past, not only would he not be angry to see the woman so close to another man, but he would also be very happy. He would be so happy that he had a reason to finally throw her out of his sight.

However, unbeknownst to himself, seeing him so close to another man at the time made him very unhappy.

Mu Tingfeng had always been a disciplined man. Very quickly, he suppressed his own displeasure without leaving a trace.

There was a hint of discomfort shown in her eyes, which was a rare sight as she watched Zhao Youlin wrap her hands tightly around Luo Weibing's arms.

High-end cafes are frequented by many upper-class elites. After they were enchanted by her beauty at first, many of them began to identify them as Zhao Youlin and Mu Tingfeng.

The marriage dispute of Zhao Youlin and Mu Tingfeng was no longer a secret among the upper class society. It was only the first time the two had performed in a public place, accompanied by a close friend of the opposite sex.

Most people strongly feel that the event of an explosion is about to happen. They keep their eyes open and give their ears to them, ready for a good show.