Du Yuehua, Yang Xinyi, and Luo Weiwei were the three women who fought the most.
Especially Du Yuehua, who called almost every two hours.
Ye Xiong dialed Du Yuehua's phone, and just as he spoke, an excited voice came from the other end, "Where the hell have you been all this time, not even answering your phone? Do you know the entire world has been looking for you?"
"Half a month ago I went climbing, and I accidentally fell down a cliff. I was trapped there for the better half of a month until I finally found a way out. These past days, I survived only by eating wild fruits," Ye Xiong bluffed.
"I don't like wuxia novels, so don't think I'll believe your ghost stories. If you don't come back to the hotel today, I'm going to jump off the rooftop and die for you to see," Du Yuehua said angrily and then hung up the phone.
Hearing the usually gentle and refined Du Yuehua being this angry, Ye Xiong felt that his disappearance for the past half a month was indeed a bit excessive.
