"Using the same trick twice is just pathetic."
Shen Yibei pinched her face.
"You..." Lan Ruowei's chest heaved with anger.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this tiny fury, is it because... ah."
Shen Yibei's words were not yet finished when Lan Ruowei bit his finger hard.
The man lifted his hand and pushed Lan Ruowei away.
"You must be a damn dog," Shen Yibei said, looking at the mark on his finger, his face darkening.
"If you keep bullying me, I'll bite you to death."
Lan Ruowei ground her teeth.
"Sure, then I'll just pull out all your teeth," Shen Yibei retorted fiercely.
"You..."
Just as Lan Ruowei was about to speak, Shen Yibei's phone rang and he glanced at it: "Hello."
"Mr. Yi, the plane is about to take off."
The voice of the secretary Yi Rui came through.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yibei gave Lan Ruowei a cold look: "Go to the airport now."
"Now?" Lan Ruowei's face changed: "I haven't prepared anything yet."
