"If it weren't for the fact that you're still useful, I would really want to tear you apart... But tell me, if I send these photos to Huoda, what do you think his reaction would be?"
"And if Ye Che saw his little daughter crying so pitifully, what would his reaction be?"
Qiao Xi lingered over Qu Qingwei with a lewd and obscene gaze, then turned around and took a photo of Little Xixi, and with a snap, sent all the photos from his phone.
Soon enough, Ye Che's phone rang back.
"What do you want~!" Ye Che's voice, on the other end of the phone, sounded particularly cold, so cold that it seemed like he had no emotions at all.
Qiao Xi paused upon hearing Ye Che's tone and then laughed: "Young Master Ye can always remain so calm, I wonder if you're just putting on a brave face or if you have a heart of stone?"
