Before Su Cheng could finish his sentence, Lu Zhengzhe let out a muffled laugh from his throat. “Heh.”
On the other side of the phone, Su Cheng froze. “L-Lu Zhengzhe...”
“Very well. You still can recognize me.” Lu Zhengzhe put on a charming and elegant smile.
“Lu Zhengzhe, why are you answering Yingluo’s call? Where’s Yingluo? What have you done to her?” Su Cheng immediately asked.
Lu Zhengzhe raised his eyebrows and the wrinkles around his eyes appeared, showing the indescribable charm of a mature man. “Yingluo is sleeping next to me. She’s tired and is not available to answer the call.” Beep, beep. He then hung up and switched the phone off.
Lu Zhengzhe stared at Liu Yingluo, who was sound asleep, with obsession and infatuation. “Yingluo, you’ve been naughty. I’ve been looking for you for so many years. Tell me, how should I punish you?”