"Since we've already made him wait for half a month, let's just let him wait a little longer." Fang Zhengzhi twitched his lips and said nonchalantly as he glanced briefly at the faint smile on Chi Guyan's face.
In fact, he wasn't afraid of Yan Qing. It's just that, even though as the saying goes, one who survives great disaster would be rewarded with bountiful fortunes, not only has he not received any remuneration, he was left with a troublesome matter to solve.
Whenever he recalled the match where Yan Qing clinged onto Nan Gongmu, a drop of cold sweat could trickle down from his head. Isn't he also pestered by this brat too?
"Do you still remember the promise between us?" Chi Guyan turned around slowly and stared at Fang Zhengzhi quietly with her bright eyes.
"I do remember, but are you trying to take advantage of my current predicament?" Fang Zhengzhi's lips jerked. He naturally knew which promise Chi Guyan was referring to.
