Returning to her own room, Nan Zhifeng felt deeply dejected, thinking of everything her aunt had sacrificed for her, she was overwhelmed with guilt...
If it weren't for her, the situation with Di Lingzhi wouldn't have turned out like this.
Now, her uncle was trying to fix the issue by going to Ye Zhantian to plead for mercy, which resulted in not only his own humiliation, but also injury.
Now, her aunt was also asking Di Lingzhi to go plead with Ye Zhantian tomorrow morning...
She could already imagine how Ye Zhantian would choose to humiliate him.
With Di Lingzhi's temperament, he definitely wouldn't be able to bear it.
She had no idea what the final outcome would be.
Thinking this, Nan Zhifeng dialed Ye Zhantian's phone again; it took a long time before the call connected: "What do you want?"
Ye Zhantian still had that icy tone.
"I want to talk to you," Nan Zhifeng said cautiously, "Where are you? I'll come to you."
