As soon as Luo Li reached out to press the answer key, Chen Zhifei's frantic voice came through, "Good for you, Luo Li, you can't just be like this! Now you stab me in the back, what is this?"
She furrowed her brows, not understanding what Chen Zhifei was talking about—it was simply baffling! What did he mean by her stabbing him in the back? If she were to stab him, it would be right in the heart, otherwise, it would be too easy on him!
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
Luo Li replied coldly and hung up the phone. She really didn't want to hear his voice; she hadn't even had time to digest what happened last night, and she wasn't in the mood for his nonsense.
But the phone rang again immediately. Helplessly, she picked up once more and angrily scolded, "Chen Zhifei, enough already? We've broken up, you hear me? We're strangers now. Please stop calling me!"
After the rant, as she was about to hang up, Chen Zhifei hurriedly pleaded, "Luo Li, wait! Don't hang up yet!"
