At that moment, Xu Yafei's heart leaped into her throat, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Zhao Dong's voice was not on the other end of the line. Hong Wu furrowed his brow, looking puzzled.
After a few seconds, a young woman's voice answered, "Hello?"
Hong Wu narrowed his eyes and hung up. Xu Yafei breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression turned cold as she stared at Hong Wu.
"Hong Wu, you bastard! If you want to kill me, just say so. Why bother with these ridiculous excuses? I already told you, I haven't been in contact with Zhao Dong!"
Hong Wu grinned at her. "Baby, I was just teasing you. Look how scared you got."
With that, he slowly put away his pistol and walked over to Xu Yafei. He reached out to touch her face and said in surprise, "Why is your face covered in sweat? Are you that nervous?"
Xu Yafei's heart sank. She retorted coldly, "Let's see how you'd feel with a gun pointed at your head."
Hong Wu chuckled. "Yafei, I apologize. It was my mistake."
