Who Would Want to Look at Yan Mingzhu When One Has Yan Qingsi?

Yan Qingsi curled her lips. "Jinchuan, who are you talking to on the phone? Don't tell me it's that annoying little girlfriend of yours? You told me that she isn't worth a single strand of hair on my head. Didn't you say you'd cut her off now that you have me? Why are you still answering her? Come and enjoy yourself with me!"

As soon as she finished her sentence, she made a run for it and jumped into her car before Luo Jinchuan managed to catch up.

Xiao Xu slammed his foot on the accelerator and sped away.

Yan Qingsi rolled down the windows, waved goodbye to Luo Jinchuan, and flipped the bird at him. She did not find it necessary to cover up the maliciousness in her eyes.

'Kick up a storm, go ahead and kick it up good.'

Yan Mingzhu's hissy fit gave him a headache as well as an agitated mind.