Yue Qingqing felt a chill listening to the other person's tone.
It seemed Quentin also realized that acting was useless on her and decided to take matters into his own hands.
"What do you want?"
Listening to Yue Qingqing's still relatively calm voice, Quentin chuckled lightly.
"Tomorrow, south entrance of Beijing train station, I'll be waiting for Miss Yue."
Yue Qingqing responded coldly, "What makes you think I'd put myself in danger for someone else?"
She knew that the more she showed she cared about Fan Yingxue, the more dangerous it was for the other person.
However, Quentin had long investigated Yue Qingqing.
"Don't speak in that tone, cutie. We found some of your deeds while you were in China. You noticed something was wrong on a plane and took the risk of being considered crazy to alert the crew, asking all passengers to disembark. You even care about strangers' safety. How would you possibly watch your roommate die?"
Yue Qingqing felt a chill in her heart.
