On the other end of the phone, the assistant continued to ask in confusion, "Assistant Jian, Assistant Jian, did you hear me? Where is Zexiao? Hurry up and have him come back to shoot! Assistant Jian, Assis—"
Yet Yu Zexiao was suddenly pushed away by her, abruptly grabbed her phone, hung up without a word, immediately turned it off, and threw the phone aside.
Jian Anning also took this opportunity to quickly get up, grabbed the bedsheet to wrap around her body, and looked at him with deep wariness.
When Yu Zexiao stepped forward, Jian Anning retreated. The two of them began a cat-and-mouse chase in the small room.
"Yu Zexiao, if you dare come any closer, I'll......."
"You'll do what?" Yu Zexiao didn't care at all, looking at her with arrogance, "Call the police? Do you think, even if you call the police, they would believe you?"
"Even if they don't believe me, you can't stop me from leaving after such an incident has occurred!"
