"Who is it at this time? Hang up quickly, let's continue!"
Zhou Qing's lower abdomen was ablaze with fire, burning fiercer and fiercer, he almost wished he could pin Hongyan down and ravage her mercilessly.
Now that the deal was done, there was no need to keep pretending to be a gentleman.
"No!" Hongyan pointed to the phone and said, "It's my husband."
"Don't say a word— if he finds out, he won't let either of us off the hook," Hongyan anxiously instructed Zhou Qing.
Those who run construction projects are ruthless, always keeping a gang of fearless thugs, and Zhao Qingxi was no exception. The red line of the law could restrain ordinary people but not Zhao Qingxi and his associates.
"It all depends on your performance now," Zhou Qing smirked wickedly and helped Hongyan answer the call.
Hongyan glared at him, then addressed the phone, "Husband, calling me at this time—is something the matter?"
