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Dudu....

Qin Yu dialed Han Bing's number.

This time, it wasn't to ask for her help; instead, it was to tell her he needed to go back to Yan Mingyu's place.

He had already prepared himself for a fight to the death with Zhao Qilin and might not even survive the next 24 hours – he just wanted to spend every remaining minute with Yan Mingyu.

"Hello, Qin Yu!"

Perhaps the physical union the night before had softened Han Bing's tone towards Qin Yu.

They say intimacy fosters affection, and there seems to be some truth to that.

"Han Bing, I'm going over to President Yan's place later, and I won't be coming home tonight!"

Qin Yu said calmly.

This was a showdown between him and Zhao Qilin; he didn't want to get Han Bing involved. He already owed her enough and didn't want to increase that debt.

"Qin Yu, what do you mean?"

Han Bing's voice rose a notch.

"I have something to do. You've agreed that I can spend three nights a month not coming home."