For a moment, Situ Yue felt a tremor in her heart, this being the first time she so dreaded receiving a call from Xing Yan.
She still remembered the warning Xing Yan had given her last time: if she laid a hand on Lin Wu again, he would not let it go.
Over all these years, it was the first time Situ Yue had seen Xing Yan be so cold towards her, and she knew that he would certainly carry out any threat he made; that was why her jealousy towards Lin Wu had almost driven her mad.
She still couldn't fathom why Xing Yan cared so much about Lin Wu!
The phone continued to ring incessantly. Gritting her teeth, Situ Yue mustered the courage to answer, forcing a smile, "Brother Xing Yan…"
"Why did you do that?!"
Xing Yan's icy interrogating voice cut Situ Yue off abruptly.
Situ Yue's mind went blank for a few seconds, and her heart started to throb painfully.
"Brother Xing Yan, this is the second time you've spoken to me like this for Lin Wu."
