"Host, what are you doing? Don't scare me."
"What a beautiful night. Perfect for a date."
Su Qiao smiled gently and demurely.
What?
A date?
What date?
444 was utterly confused.
Su Qiao ignored her and continued sticking needles into herself.
As she did so, she picked up the phone from the bedside table and started dialing.
The phone rang only twice before it was answered. Before Su Qiao could speak, a deep male voice with a cold edge came through.
"Hello? Is that Xiao Qiao?"
Su Qiao dug at her ear.
That voice... Why does it sound so intoxicating...?
But taking care of business is more important!
"Big... Big Brother Qi, I... I'm feeling a little unwell. Could... could you come and take a look at me?"
"Where does it hurt? I'll be right over."
Through the phone, Su Qiao could hear hurried footsteps. The man was probably running outside while talking to her.
Oh my, she hadn't meant to scare him at first, but being worried over felt so wonderful.
His voice was far too pleasant. What was she supposed to do if she couldn't resist?
"My chest... hurts a little. I'm... I'm having a little trouble breathing."
Su Qiao twisted the Silver Needle stuck in her chest as she spoke with slightly labored breaths.
Host, are you really in pain, or are you faking it?
444 had assumed she was pretending, but when it looked up, it saw the dense beads of sweat covering her forehead.
If this was fake, could she really break out in sweat so quickly?
Was its host really willing to risk her life just to see her lover?
Su Qiao ignored it completely and carefully rotated the Silver Needle in her hand.
"Xiao Qiao, don't panic. Listen to me. Don't speak for