Ji Yebai stood up from the ground, straightened his clothes, dusted off his hands, and with one kick, sent Ma Yiqing flying far away.
Ma Yiqing lay on the ground in agony, staring at Ji Yebai in disbelief.
In his eyes, there was disgust, contempt, but no lust…
"You clearly drank that glass of water, why do you have no feelings towards me!" Ma Yiqing refused to believe this reality.
"Heh…" Ji Yebai scoffed coldly, for men, impulse is indeed an instinct, it's a demon, but aside from Ning Xixi, he felt nothing for any other woman!
He shook the black cellphone, the screen still on the recording interface—
Bang—
Something exploded in Ma Yiqing's mind, roaring and ranting…
She considered herself clever, scheming against Ji Yebai, but didn't expect Ji Yebai would turn the tables on her!
"Ma Yiqing, now that I have the evidence, spend the rest of your life slowly in prison!" Ji Yebai said from above, looking down at her like a king at an ant.
