She paused for a moment, then deliberately emphasized: "It doesn't matter what you want to do with me."
This sentence carried a faint suggestive undertone.
It took a good ten seconds.
There was still no sound.
Zhang Hehua was completely disappointed.
She stood desperately on the street, only feeling that though the world was vast, she had nowhere to go.
"Listen to my instructions tomorrow!"
The voice suddenly appeared.
Zhang Hehua's face immediately lit up with joy.
*
On the other side.
"...It doesn't matter what you want to do with me."
Upon hearing this sentence, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a slight nausea.
He'd seen so many bloody corpses without feeling queasy, yet this sentence made him unusually sick.
He truly couldn't understand why Zhang Hehua still thought of herself as charming?
Yang Fan deliberately waited for more than ten seconds before using a secret technique to say: "Listen to my instructions tomorrow!"
