"That's good. Where are you headed now?" Li Yifeng asked, placing one hand over his chest. He nearly had a heart attack when he heard Zhang Mei had appeared in the hotel. He knew how much of a fighter she was and he didn't want to feel that sort of pain again. He remembered how she had thrown that vase at him in the hospital.
"I'm heading to book another hotel. I don't want to run into her."
Li Yifeng was annoyed. He had planned this getaway for weeks, disguising it as a business trip. It seemed now he actually had to work, all because of that nosy woman. He sighed in frustration. "Okay, let me know when you arrive."
"Alright, talk to you soon," Wang Yuling responded, and the call ended. Li Yifeng tossed his phone onto the bed and slumped down, too tired to do anything.
