Ye Qilan frowned slightly. How could he have so much time to deliver keys to Du Qingyu?
Was he really that familiar with Du Qingyu?
"Please, I don't have a key, and I won't be able to get into my house tonight." Du Qingyu's voice echoed in Ye Qilan's eardrums again.
Ye Qilan replied indifferently, "I left the keys at the front desk, you can come and get them yourself."
After speaking, he hung up the phone. No matter what tricks Du Qingyu was up to, he had no interest in playing along. His evening was reserved for Su Hongxing, and he didn't have time to play guessing games with Du Qingyu.
Du Qingyu wasn't expecting Ye Qilan to give such an answer. Initially, she planned to use the opportunity of Ye Qilan delivering the keys as a chance to lure him into her home, and then seduce him. She believed no man, no matter how upright, could remain unmoved by her allure.
