"Hello? Chi Yue?"
Not hearing Chi Yue's voice, Qiao Dongyang shouted on the other end.
Chi Yue pursed her lips, "Mr. Qiao, please speak in human language!"
Qiao Dongyang didn't like what he heard, "Is that how you treat your lifesaver?"
"..."
"'Repaid a drop of kindness with a wellspring of gratitude.' Let's talk about it, how many 'drops of kindness' have you received from me?"
Chi Yue's lips twitched, feeling like the Qiao Dongyang she knew before was different now.
"Speak plainly. Where have I been foolish?"
"You're already being foolish. I've clearly asked you to repay me, and you still ask? Don't you understand?"
"..." Chi Yue stood in the draft, Qiao Dongyang's voice was not loud, it was soft and shallow, half jesting and half serious, and she struggled to make out what he was saying. She pricked up her ears to distinguish, pondering for a while. She understood the words, but she still hadn't grasped Qiao Dongyang's true intentions.
