I don't give a fucking damn

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Dongcheng.

At Ying Yue's home, Rodey was just about to turn over her phone.

*Click*

Rodey narrowed his eyes. He took two large steps behind him and hid in the bathroom with the door slightly ajar to see who entered.

The door opened, and Xue Jingjing stepped in, nervously looking left and right and then at her back before she quickly closed the door.

"Phew!" She wiped her forehead covered with sweat out of sheer anxiety of breaking into Ying Yue's room.

Rodey silently kept on watching. He already figured out that she must be Ying Yue's cousin that she was talking about. She would be the only one close to her age living here.

"Well, thankfully that bitch is in the kitchen, so I can quickly do my work."

Rodey snickered.

Bitch huh?

His hand automatically went out to reach his pocket, where he felt his gun's bulge. He took it out and was lazily twirling it in his hand.