Yan Qingsi was doubly certain that Yue Tingfeng would call her again soon, even if she did not return his earlier calls.
True enough, Yue Tingfeng's call came.
She waited a good ten seconds before picking it up and asking, "What's up?"
"What were you doing?"
Luo City's nighttime temperatures were not that cold in June, but even with the phone separating them, she could feel the coldness in Yue Tingfeng's voice.
She curled her lips and replied, "At this hour, murder and arson of course."
As soon as she said that, Yue Tingfeng ascertained that if Yan Qingsi was not meeting another man, then she was most likely coming up with a plan for her revenge.
Yue Tingfeng desired impulsively to pull the reins in on her. At times, the sight of her unbridled wildness left him unsettled, and an indescribable feeling would come over him.
In the early days, Yue Tingfeng found it amusing and interesting to see her unleash her savagery.