But Zhang Mei was not about to back down. "Impossible I don't believe you! Don't think you'll get away with this."
on the other end of the line began to lose their patience. "Look, lady, I don't have time for this. I have important matters to attend to, also please don't call this line in the future. "
With that, the line went dead, leaving Zhang Mei seething. She slammed the phone down in anger.
Seeing the outcome of the call, Li Yifeng's lips curled into a sneer as he rose from the wheelchair and made his way upstairs to his study room.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Zhang Mei's screams echoed through the house.
In his study room, Li Yifeng locked the door behind him, shutting out the chaos below. Taking a deep breath, he settled into his chair and opened the drawer, retrieving a phone tucked away inside.
With a steady hand, he powered it on, the screen flickering to life. He navigated to the contacts, finding only one number saved.
