With a lead, the two left the Street Racing Club, having already gotten Qin Zhenghao's number from Manager Du.
In the car, Yang Fan made the call: "Is this Young Master Qin?"
On the other end of the line, it indeed was Qin Zhenghao's voice: "Yang, you and I are irreconcilable enemies, just you watch!" Today was the darkest and most humiliating day of Qin Zhenghao's life; he couldn't swallow his pride nor would he, as a gentleman always seeks revenge. For retribution, he would stop at nothing.
"Fine, I welcome you to come at me anytime, but before that, return my girlfriend's necklace to her."
"Your girlfriend's necklace? So, the necklace my men picked up earlier belongs to your girlfriend?" The necklace was worth some money, but to Qin Zhenghao it was nothing significant; he had already thrown it into the trash bin.
"Right, can you return it to her?"
"How much money can a necklace be worth? Do you need to be so anxious?"
Yang Fan bluntly said, "Some things are priceless."
