Tong Jiahui was anxious. Otherwise, she wouldn't have said such stupid things to Feng Yan. She knew that Feng Yan was a very cunning person and was not someone to be trifled with.
"Regret your mother! Don't f * cking call me again and waste my time! I've recorded what you said to me. I wanted to send it to li beixiao, but the boat of your friendship has capsized!"
When Feng Yan said this, he was like a naughty child.
Feng Yan hung up the phone and whistled happily.
"She's scared to death!"
A mischievous glint flashed across Feng Yan's eyes.
Tong Jiahui must be panicking and scared now. She still had the image of a good friend in li beixiao's eyes.
If Feng Yan really told li Beichen about their conversation, then she couldn't bear the consequences.
Li beixiao would kill her.
"You've done something serious!"
Sometimes, it wasn't the physical pain that devastated people, but the mental panic that made people collapse more easily.
