Xia Yujiang and Dong Jinsu kept hurling insults, each more venomous than the last.
Little did they know, Qin Yi had shut off his hearing and only saw their mouths opening and closing as if they were farting.
A frog in a well cannot talk of the sea; a summer insect cannot talk of ice... Qin Yi wouldn't bother arguing with two clowns.
Of course, it was because of Xia Yanbing's sake, otherwise, they'd be dead a hundred times over by now.
Qin Yi returned to his room and closed the door.
Soon after, Zhang Wenhao called, having found Duan Yunfan's phone number.
Qin Yi casually dialed Duan Yunfan's number.
"Hello?"
It was indeed Duan Yunfan's voice, very polite, and Qin Yi slightly curled his lips.
"It's me, we met last night!"
Silence ensued from the other end.
Qin Yi remembered Duan Yunfan's voice, and naturally, Duan Yunfan remembered Qin Yi's voice too. Moreover, he could never forget this voice in his life.
