The two of them were bickering noisily, making Luo Zifeng's head ache.
"Ya Shitian, you'd better leave a finger behind right now!" he said coldly.
Ye Anqi was about to speak when she suddenly caught sight of a car approaching.
She exchanged a glance with Ya Shitian and both of them smiled knowingly.
Just in time, Ye Rumeng had arrived.
Ye Anqi and the others' car departed.
Ye Rumeng watched them go, silently wishing them well.
Luo Zifeng lit a cigarette, "Don't forget what you promised me."
Ye Rumeng turned her gaze back, "I won't forget. You also cannot expose them."
Luo Zifeng sneered, "Expose them? I'm not interested. Ya Shitian has nothing now. I still want him to live, so he can suffer more."
"In any case, thank you for sparing them."
Luo Zifeng was slightly surprised.
Ye Rumeng's temperament really had changed; before, she would never easily say thank you.
Especially this time, they were merely making a deal, and she had no need to say it.
