Ah Juan did not mention that matter anymore, but she gave a final ultimatum, asking Zhou Yu to leave this place with her.
If she left alone, it would not be leaving, but committing suicide. He would never be able to see her again, forever living in the condemnation of his conscience.
Ah Juan was too good at psychological warfare. Moreover, she had an absolute advantage, so Zhou Yu could not refuse her at all.
Zhou Yu pursed his thin lips and didn’t say anything. Instead, he opened the door and left.
Ah Juan stayed alone in the room. Her pale face turned cold, and her eyes were overflowing with a malicious and twisted light. She took out her phone and dialed a number.
Soon, the phone was picked up. A man’s voice was heard, “Ah Juan, didn’t you leave with that man? Why are you calling me again? Did you miss me?”
“Be serious. I need your help with something.”
“What is it?”
“I want you to send someone to follow Ah Wu and see which vixen he is with. Who Is that Vixen?”
