Ling Zhenfei knew that this was not the time to speak carelessly; if he offended Jiu Jiu, he wouldn't be able to bear whatever this girl might tell Han Lian.
"What do you mean by that? Mind your own business, take your filthy thoughts, and leave my doorstep immediately."
Although Han Lian was a police officer, Jiu Jiu was unafraid. Anyone living in this wealthy district had some connections; why would they be afraid of another person?
Slowly, Jiu Jiu walked up to Ling Zhenfei and whispered in his ear, "I knew you couldn't escape. Not even replying to my message, you're so bad."
Ling Zhenfei was startled, but before he could respond, Jiu Jiu had turned and walked away. Her stiletto heels clicked on the cobblestone path, sounding like enticing notes.
Having always known Jiu Jiu was a witch, he didn't want to see her, but this unexpected encounter still left Ling Zhenfei somewhat unsettled, as if it brought back memories of that crazy night.