What left Lin Zifeng feeling exasperated was that all three of them were dressed in bikinis as if they were going swimming.
"What are you all up to? Are you getting ready to go for a swim?" Lin Zifeng pointed at Nangong Bing, then at the two of them.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Huahua snapped, her pretty eyes shooting daggers.
"Grandpa Hua, he’s definitely trying to change the topic on purpose. He didn’t come home last night, so he must have sneaked out for some fun elsewhere. Hmph!"
Tangtang puffed her cheeks.
Even Nangong Bing shot him a sharp look, saying coldly, "Spill it, where were you last night?"
"Wait, you haven’t answered my question yet. Dressed so sexily, are you planning to go swimming today?"
Evidently, Lin Zifeng had just finished a bout with Zhang Mengjie, and now with the three women in different colored lingerie standing before him, the sheer visual impact made Lin Zifeng feel slightly breathless.
Especially Nangong Bing.
She wore black lace underwear, tight and delicate, highlighting the temptation between the lines in a more alluring way.
Even Hua Buqi, who wasn’t usually confident about her chest, was alluring.
And Liu Tangtang’s figure didn’t need any mentioning.
"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, why are you constantly staring at people’s chests?"
Liu Tangtang pouted her pink lips, waving a hand in front of Lin Zifeng’s eyes.
"Uh, nothing. Tangtang, why is there a black aura above your head?"
Then, Lin Zifeng noticed a small coil of finger-thick black aura hovering above Liu Tangtang’s head.
This made Lin Zifeng even more puzzled; compared to the previous driver, the black aura above Liu Tangtang’s head was much smaller.
"Ah! Sister Nangong, look, uncle didn’t come home last night and now he’s talking nonsense. Did he get possessed by evil air last night or was he seduced by some little vixen?"
Seeing Lin Zifeng starting to speak incoherently, the quick-reacting Liu Tangtang’s expression changed slightly with some concern.
First, he claimed the three of them were undressed, then he talked about a black aura on Liu Tangtang’s head.
What else could it be if not possession?
Lin Zifeng’s face turned dark as he thought silently, how does staying out all night relate to possession in any way?
His gaze swept once more to Nangong Bing, whose head was perfectly clean, without a trace of impurity. Conversely, the finger-thick black aura on Liu Tangtang’s head was gradually dissipating but still clung as a small persistent cluster.
"Could there really be something wrong with my eyes?" Lin Zifeng shook his head again, rubbing his eyes firmly, and upon opening them, saw no change from before.
"Hey, Lin, have you had enough pretending? Do you think acting sick will let you get away with last night’s events?"
Thinking of how Lin Zifeng hadn’t come home all night made a weird feeling rise in her heart. He had promised no more sneaking around, but what happened?
It only took a few days for him to get restless and rush out.
And he didn’t come back the entire night.
Normally, it wouldn’t matter; the key was that there was something important today, and she called him several times. Not only did he not answer, but he also hung up repeatedly.
Are men across the world such deceitful creatures?
"Yeah, yeah, uncle, this time it’s definitely your fault," Liu Tangtang chimed in, pouting.