His voice came out from the phone. Sheng Junlie's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his narrow peach blossom eyes stared at her fiercely. The hatred in his eyes seemed to want to tear her apart.
Ye Ling clenched her teeth tightly, trembling all over.
There was a pause on the other end for a few seconds, and a voice full of pain came again, "Little Ling, today is my birthday. Can I see you?"
Ye Ling's heart trembled. She had forgotten that today was Chu Qin's birthday. But even if she remembered, what could she do for him?
She closed her eyes, feeling a dull pain in her heart.
Sheng Junlie's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Chu Qin still wanted to see Ye Ling. Was he dead? He hung up the phone directly and threw the phone out with a parabolic motion.
"Bang!" The screen shattered.Sheng Junlie supported Ye Ling's side with both hands and looked at her with a dominating aura, "Ye Ling, did you ignore what I said?"
