Over the phone, Wen Meimei could still feel a chill; Qiao King of Hell was unhappy.
Who cares!
He's out there having fun with other women, and he's not letting her throw a tantrum?
Just as she was about to speak, a strange man's voice came through the other end of the line, "Young Master Qiao, if my sister wakes up and needs you by her side, I hope you can give her some time. I don't ask you to fall in love with her, but she almost lost her life for you!"
Qiao Chengxun covered the phone and said in a deep voice, "When she wakes up, I'll make things clear with her."
Han Zhan glanced at this indifferent man; call him heartless, yet he was deeply in love with his ex-wife and felt nothing for other women.
Dingxi loving such a man really pained him.
"Thanks." After expressing his gratitude, Han Zhan turned and left.
Uncovering the phone, Qiao Chengxun spoke into it, "Meimei."
