"What do you mean? Zhuo Jian, don't start trouble out of nothing, spouting nonsense, you..."
On the phone, Lin Ruxiang was obviously even more agitated.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye approaching her, but she didn't stop talking, "Sister Ruxiang, I'm just giving you a heads up, you're past your expiration date!"
Fu Yanye's dark eyes watched her, not interrupting her phone call.
After Zhuo Jian finished her sentence word by word, she hung up the phone in no hurry, thinking that if he was smart enough, he should guess that Lin Ruxiang was lying.
Fu Yanye stayed silent, locking eyes with her until she started to feel a little tight inside, even scared.
Her eyes, which had been proud and unbending, began to show signs of chaos and disorder.
After all, he had always defended Lin Ruxiang over the years; could her words just now be taken as a curse against Lin Ruxiang?
