Qi Meiying's cheeks flushed red, her eyes blazing with anger as she glared at Lu Ping.
Lu Ping slowly, lazily took out his phone, his gaze sweeping over Qi Meiying, "Stop fantasizing. If resistance is futile, you might as well learn to enjoy it."
Damn bastard!
Qi Meiying grew even angrier.
Lu Ping looked away from her and glanced at his phone screen, only to discover that the caller was Ye Feixue.
"Miss Ye, how's your recovery going?"
On the other end of the line, hearing Lu Ping's voice made Ye Feixue's cheeks burn hot, as if she could once again see his towering, heroic figure standing before her, the image of him saving her from death vivid in her mind.
"Big Brother Lu, thank you for your help last night. If it weren't for you, I might not be alive to make this call..."
"No need to be so polite."