"Okay."
Getting the address, Yi Jingxi threw his phone to Zeng Zhun.
"Are you really going? Do you need me to call the police?" Recalling how awfully he was injured last time, Zeng Zhun said with concern, "Maybe I should tell Luosang about this."
"Don't bother. Mo Jin hadn't talked to Luosang yet, meaning that he must have his own plan," Yi Jingxi shook his head expressionlessly. "Besides, she said that they were playing tennis, and she gave me the address. She's either well prepared for something, or she's only trying to scare my mother. If she's going to attack me again, in the worst case, I'll come back to the hospital."
He paused briefly, then laughed bitterly. "If that happens, the trial will be postponed again, and that'll be a good thing."
Zeng Zhun replied with a serious look, "Luosang's mother is really brutal. Luosang is nothing like her."
Yi Jingxi stayed silent.
