The two scrutinized each other, Ye Shuilan assessing his credibility, while Qi Fang was itching to try.
"Qi Fang, you need to understand, if I let go of this, the trouble will all be yours!" Ye Shuilan attempted to win another round.
Qi Fang shrugged and spread his hands: "If you could just let go, you'd have run off long ago, instead of coming to my place?"
Bang, right on target!
Ye Shuilan pursed her lips. He was absolutely right; this thing was too important to her.
"Ye Shuilan, what kind of person do you think I am, Qi Fang? A man with a background cleaner than clean, and you don't trust me?" Qi Fang hammered down again.
As for that thing, whether to hand it over, he first needed to know its origin!
Ye Shuilan felt a bit stifled and said, "Water!"
Qi Fang raised an eyebrow and fetched a bottle of ice-cold mineral water from the fridge to offer to her.
Ye Shuilan took it, gulped down more than half the bottle, as if trying to extinguish the fury within her.
