Yan Qingsi scoffed and sighed. "Who knew you're one of those, Ye Shaoguang."
Ye Shaoguang raised his voice. "Yan Qingsi…"
"Anyway, the money, take it if you want, and if you don't, I wouldn't even give it to you, although my boss is rich, but I can't spend his money without reason."
Yan Qingsi called the cops over. "Dear policeman, we agreed to pay, but he refused it, what do you think we should do?"
The policeman became annoyed. "We have tons of things to do, you settle this among yourselves."
The trio was then chased out of the station, and told not to come back for such petty matters.
After they left, Ye Shaoguang's gaze was cold. The blinding sun did not affect him at all — the darkness and cold from his body were impossible to be dispersed.
"Yan Qingsi, you're despicable as a woman, don't challenge my limits, I'm not doing anything to you because you're Yue Tingfeng's woman, but watch yourself."
