"Hmm?"
Ye Chenfeng noticed Ji Qiushui on the bed was showing signs of waking up. His gaze flickered, and his mind raced: It's better to leave first.
Ji Qiushui definitely has a hot temper. If she wakes up to face this reality, there's no telling what might happen.
Immediately after, Ye Chenfeng left the hotel, planning to find Ji Qiushui later to address the issue.
Even back at the villa, Ye Chenfeng was quite uneasy, constantly pondering the reasons behind it all.
He didn't look like someone who would scheme to such an extent—if he truly was, it would be terrifying.
"Rumble..."
In the afternoon, a loud engine noise erupted outside the villa, startling Ye Chenfeng.
"That fast?"
Ye Chenfeng was a bit dumbfounded, recognizing Ji Qiushui's car from the engine sound.
"Boom!"
As expected, with the momentum of a storm, Ji Qiushui had come to demand accountability, just as Ye Chenfeng predicted.
"What are you here for?" Ye Chenfeng asked deliberately.
