Chapter 18: Murderous Intent

[It's getting cold, snow has already fallen in the northeast, everyone please stay warm!]

"Look at the state you're in now, actually sitting on the roadside; you're nearly at the point of begging, Young Master Ding. Your appearance, it's simply heartbreaking to see."

Zhang Meijiao claimed to be heartbroken, yet her face showed not the slightest concern; on the contrary, her words seemed to carry a trace of schadenfreude.

"Do you have any business with me? If not, you can leave," Ding Fan said indifferently.

While he was waiting for the bus, Zhang Meijiao was buzzing in his ear like a fly, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Meijiao, who is this person, and why are you talking to him?" At this moment, another somewhat impatient voice came from the car.

The car was a convertible, and from Ding Fan's angle, he could clearly see the face of the man who spoke.