Ye Qingge immediately locked the bathroom door once Li Beichen had left.
She surveyed the opulent bathroom. There were a few masculine products. Ye Qingge felt a throbbing headache.
She wondered if Feng Yan would murder her.
She remembered that the call was still ongoing on the phone that Li Beichen had thrown onto the car seat.
Feng Yan must have heard everything that Li Beichen had been doing to her on the other end.
Li Beichen was obviously using her to anger Feng Yan. Honestly, there was no need for that.
Knowing Feng Yan's possessiveness over him, he would go wild with jealousy.
If Feng Yan genuinely was going to kill her, she would take Li Beichen along with her.
Ye Qingge had a quick shower, put on Li Beichen's bathrobe, and sat on the toilet bowl, waiting.
Soon, she heard a knock on the door. However, the "knock" was not really a knock. It was more like a slam.
