"Are you sick?" Cheng Tianxue said.
A hand of white jade, deliberately swayed in front of Zhang Xiaohao.
"You're the one who's sick! Look at me, do I look like I'm ill?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted irritably.
"Well, now you don't seem sick, but you really did a moment ago," Cheng Tianxue remarked seriously.
"..." Zhang Xiaohao instantly fell silent.
"I'm going to call Xiao Jing now, to see if she can come over and maybe spend some money to settle this matter," Cheng Tianxue said.
She took out her mobile phone, intending to dial Zhang Jing's number.
"There's no need!" Zhang Xiaohao pressed on her hand, speaking earnestly.
"Idiot! Do you really want to end up in jail?" Cheng Tianxue exclaimed angrily.
"Believe me, nothing will happen, just wait ten minutes," Zhang Xiaohao said.
