Having said this, he slapped himself twice with his backhand, expressing his determination to Tang Ruoxue.

"Okay, since you took a bullet for me, I'll give you one chance, but it's also the last time."

Seeing Tang Qi's appearance and her red and swollen cheeks, most of Tang Ruoxue's anger dissipated.

She said nothing and turned back to the hall.

Sitting on the sofa, Tang Ruoxue still had a pretty face as she flipped through several TV stations with the remote control, but finally turned it off with a snap.

She took out her cell phone and wanted to call Ye Fan, telling her that this was a story made up by Tang Qi.

But when it came to pulling out the number, Tang Ruoxue felt that it was unnecessary, and even the drawing became darker and darker.

She threw her phone away in frustration and was leaning on the sofa to catch her breath when her phone vibrated again.

A number marking Baocheng poured in.

Tang Ruoxue took out her Bluetooth headset and put it on, and soon a familiar weak voice came:

"Ruoxue, I'm your father, and this phone number is the one I asked for out of Ye Fan's honor."
Chapter completed!