The Real Mystery Caller (2)

Cold sweat covered Li Fanxing's back.

"Of course it is…" She rubbed her eyes, but Qi Yanxi only snorted. He then took out his checkbook, scribbled down a figure that Li Fanxing would be satisfied with, and tossed her the check. "You've gotten what you want."

Li Fanxing hesitated and didn't dare take it.

After being set up by Sheng Yize the last time, she was a little scared.

Qi Yanxi shrugged casually. "Give it back, then."

Li Fanxing snatched the check from his hand right away. She then realized that she was being too direct and smiled in embarrassment. "Thank you…"

It was the first time she had ever been so sincere.

Qi Yanxi muttered a monosyllabic reply and closed the door, as if he was shutting Li Fanxing out of his life completely.

Li Fanxing stood outside in a daze as a strange feeling washed over her.

It felt like regret, guilt, and sadness.