"I'm returning to the country in a couple of days, and I wanted to talk to you today to clarify something," Ying Yunlin pushed the sugar stick aside, his tone cold and deep, "If you're just playing around, I advise you to stop now."
"She's not the kind of person you can afford to mess with."
"That's my business," Bai Su chuckled, "No need for you to worry."
Ying Yunlin's fingers crackled as he clenched them, a cold snort escaping from his throat.
Suddenly, the atmosphere between the two became tense and hostile.
Just as Ying Yunlin was considering whether to teach this arrogant man a lesson in the hospital, the ringtone from the phone in his pocket abruptly sounded.
He pulled out his phone and saw the name on the screen, the stern look in his eyes dissipating, he raised his eyebrow at Bai Su in a provocative manner, and answered the call in front of him, "Zhi Zhi."
