Zhao Mei's murderous gaze did not escape Xu Qianli's attention, and he quickly sent another series of messages.
The phone vibrated incessantly, and Zhao Mei knew perfectly well that it was Xu Qianli sending the messages.
She really didn't want to look, really didn't want to deal with that Xu Qianli, but her curiosity got the better of her, and in the end, she picked up the phone and discreetly checked it beneath the table.
After only a brief glance, Zhao Mei's heart began to quiver.
"I've been thinking about you all this time; at last, I see you again."
"You wouldn't answer my calls, you wouldn't reply to my messages, and when I tried to see you, you deliberately avoided me. I know you're angry with me for dealing with your brother."
"But have you considered that what your brother did deserved more than just being dealt with—he should have been shot."
"Even if you're upset with me because of that guy, it doesn't change the fact that you are my woman!"
