Baili Chengye couldn't help but laugh.
"Chengye, it's such a relief that you're okay."
Seeing the man in front of her, emitting a foul smell and resembling a demon, Qi Xinrou was initially terrified, but then her face twisted into an expression of "joy."
Biting her teeth, she fought back the nausea and threw herself into his arms, weeping, "Do you know how worried I was when you suddenly disappeared and I couldn't find you anywhere?"
"Worried about me?"
Baili Chengye, smiling, lifted Qi Xinrou's chin with one hand, his smile not reaching his eyes, "Were you worried that I couldn't die in that black kiln factory? That must have really disappointed you. You sacrificed yourself to spend a night with that boss, and it was all for nothing. Are you especially disappointed?"
