Li Tingmo gasped for breath, his breathing rapid: "Say that again!"
"Are you surprised?" Li Sihe looked at Li Tingmo indifferently, his voice calm: "Given Zhuang Jie Ning's personality, are you really unprepared for her to do such a thing?"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Li Tingmo's expression was frantic as he paced back and forth on the spot, seemingly contemplating a strategy.
Li Sihe looked indifferently at Li Tingmo's anxious appearance and found it amusing.
Finally, Li Tingmo calmed down, he looked at Li Sihe seriously and said in a deep voice: "Contact Bian Yue immediately, find a way to smooth this over."
"It's too late."
"What?"
"I've already admitted it," Li Sihe's voice was even calmer.
Li Tingmo felt like he had been struck by lightning.
His eyes bulging with rage, he walked up to Li Sihe and grabbed his collar, "You admitted? What did you admit? Li Sihe, are you trying to infuriate me to death?"
