He took several deep breaths.
After a while, Ouyang Feng finally calmed down.
He handed the phone back to Ling Fei, his expression unusually stern, his voice low and raspy, "During this time, I have not sent you any messages, nor have I used drugs to drug you, Ling Fei, do you believe me?"
Although he wanted to contact Ling Fei and hear her voice, he never took any action.
After all, Ling Fei already had someone she liked.
If it hadn't been for her sudden appearance in his room that day, looking as stunning as ever, he wouldn't have lost control of his impulse.
Especially when Ling Fei's face turned red, she said words of resistance, yet she allowed him to hold onto her without struggling, he suddenly lost control.
Ling Fei looked at Ouyang Feng.
There was anger, frustration, helplessness, and worry in Ouyang Feng's eyes, but the only things missing were guilt and unease.