Qin Nanyu's dark eyes narrowed, and a cold smile curled his lips as he replied to his assistant, "It's not one hundred and eight calls now, it's one hundred and nine."
He instructed his assistant to first investigate the matter he wanted to know about, then picked up He Feichen's call.
Before he could even speak, He Feichen's wails were already transmitting through the phone.
"We've been brothers for years, to just use me and throw me away, are you even human?"
"I've used you?" Qin Nanyu's brows furrowed with as much disdain as his tone could carry.
He Feichen: "..."
How was he supposed to answer that question?
To say he hadn't been used, was clearly a lie, as he had just taken a fall for Qin Nanyu over Leng Jian's matter.
To say he had been used, why did that phrase sound so dirty coming out of his mouth?
He Feichen was momentarily speechless.
