"Three days, sixty-four times." Inside her head, Jiang Yuchi was screaming silently. Yu Qinghuai, however, remained completely composed. While driving, he still had the presence of mind to tease her: "It really is quite a pity. Can I request to keep it for next time?"
He was a lunatic. What use was it? What on earth had he done with that scandalous recording?
Jiang Yuchi felt that if she thought about it for one more second, her brain would be poisoned. She gritted her teeth and emphasized, "Delete it. Otherwise, you’re not getting anything, not even once."
Chapter 85