Song Yinyin never expected that in just a few days, Yan Kejun seemed to have transformed into someone entirely different.
Oh no, perhaps she was mistaken.
She didn't understand Yan Kejun at all!
"Yan Kejun, aren't you being too much?!" She was so angry she wanted to curse out loud, but she held back.
However, Yan Kejun coldly smiled, his words carrying an unabashed force.
"Yinyin, you should know that the Blood Curse Poison on Lu Jihan can't wait. The sooner you leave him, the earlier he can be saved. If it's delayed by a day, no, even an hour, he might not survive."
The implication was that she should be worried, not him.
"..." Song Yinyin felt a lump in her throat, so angry she almost couldn't breathe.
"Yan Kejun, don't bully me too..."
Before she could finish, she suddenly heard Lu Jihan's voice from behind: "Yinyin, who are you calling?"
She hadn't expected Lu Jihan to finish talking with Lin Jing so quickly, and Song Yinyin was startled, hastily hanging up the phone.
