"Me?" Luo Qingli pointed at herself, not understanding why Qin Lang wanted to ask these questions, but she answered anyway. "I don't know, it's uncertain."
"Got it. You can go back now!" Qin Lang didn't continue to probe. He thought that even though he knew Luo Qingli's phone number, if he asked for it, it wasn't certain that she would tell him.
Rather than that, it's better not to ask. At least, he could retain some dignity for himself.
"Okay!" Luo Qingli took a step forward and then, feeling a bit uneasy, came back and said, "Qin Lang, since we no longer have any hatred between us, I think you wouldn't do anything to harm my husband anymore, right? And you won't trick me again?"
"Since you've said it, we have no hatred and no vested interests, then do you think you're still worth my attention? Wouldn't that just be me asking for trouble?" Qin Lang asked coldly, which, to his surprise, reassured Luo Qingli.
