Ji Chuyang thought Ji Wei would leave as soon as she got the phone, but to his surprise, she walked straight to the sofa nearby and sat down. Her clear black eyes surged with intense hatred, staring at Ji Chuyang so hard that he felt his skin crawl.
"W-What else do you want?" Ji Chuyang asked nervously.
Ji Wei toyed with the fruit knife in her hand, speaking seemingly nonchalantly, "I told you last time, I have a way to get you out of here. Want to hear it?"
Recalling the kick that had sent him brutally into the swimming pool last time, Ji Chuyang's head still throbbed at the memory.
He didn't believe for a second that Ji Wei would kindly help him and couldn't help but sneer, "You and Gu Moqian hate me to the core. You helping me out of goodwill? Only an idiot would believe that!"
Though he truly loathed this place that robbed him of his freedom, it was still better than going outside only to be snuffed out by the two of them.
"Don't believe me? Fine, forget it then."
