"You brat, you think I'll be honest just because you say so? Do you really take me for a modern Chen Shimei!"
After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao's tense expression turned sinister, muttering arrogantly to himself, "I don't believe in bad luck, tonight I'll make sure to handle little Jingwei!"
He placed his hand on the doorknob, just about to push the door open, when he suddenly realized, "Wait a second, how did Bi Fang find out about Luo Jingwei? Could it be that old gambler snitched?"
"It shouldn't be. Just now, he was patting me on the back, complimenting my taste, so why would he turn around and snitch? Besides, he values this job too much, he'd never do that!"
Ring ring.
A message came in. Qin Hao checked his phone and his face turned into a wry smile.
"Brother, I'm really sorry, sister noticed my weird expression, I couldn't hold back and..."
The text was from Xixi. Now it all made sense.
"So it was Little Angel who tattled!"
