Yan Beixiao was playing with a green mango.
He knew Lei Xiao for years and the latter—ruthless though his methods may be—was inexperienced in relationships, silly as a goose, and did not even peek at women.
"You can obviously dodge it but you chose to take such a beating despite knowing the person standing behind you would be stupefied!"
The corner of Yan Beixiao's lips curled up into a mocking smile. This trick of insuring oneself to gain the enemy's confidence was truly devious!
Lei Xiao looked at him with deep dark eyes that almost made him cave.
"Stop looking at me like that. I almost wet my pants."
Yan Beixiao threw the green mango in Lei Xiao's direction and he caught it with ease.
Although he had yet to recover from his high fever, there was no sign of weakness at all.
"The news has been delivered back to Jiang City and everything went according to the previous plan."
Yan Beixiao raised his brows.
