"Heh, you actually know me? You free tonight? Let's chat in person," Pan Mei asked with a giggly smile, holding up her phone.
"No can do, I'm about to hit the sack. Whatever you gotta say, say it over the phone."
Li Qiang frowned in annoyance. How was this woman even sluttier than Qian Pingping?
"Hmph, aren't you scared I'll leak that video of you and Chen Chunhua in the bathroom?"
"Go ahead, if you dare release it, I'll have the guts to call 110 and report you for spreading porn, and sue you for invasion of privacy. You'll end up locked up just like your hubby for a while."
"Hmph!" Pan Mei hung up the phone furiously, not expecting Li Qiang to be such a tough nut to crack.
"How'd it go?" He Tiansheng leaned in and asked Pan Mei.
"No dice, he won't come meet. Looks like your bro's not getting out."
He Tiansheng clicked his tongue in frustration, somewhat angry: "If he doesn't get out, aren't we screwed without someone to support us?"
