The video cut off abruptly.
"Bullshit!"
Wang Xiaoliang roared at the phone screen.
He yanked at his own phone so hard that it caught on the edge of his pocket and would not come out.
When he finally got it out, the screen jumped erratically beneath his violently trembling fingers.
If Wei Zijin had just swallowed a fly, then he had now swallowed a nest of live cockroaches. From his stomach to his throat, everything churned so sickeningly that he wanted to vomit.
His trembling finger swiped frantically through his contacts. Several times, he scrolled past the name and had to go back and look again.
Liang Yanni.
Found it!
"How do you explain this?!" Wei Zijin looked at him, her voice trembling a little as she struggled not to lose control.
"Wei Zijin! I don't fucking want to explain. You don't trust me at all."
Wang Xiaoliang practically stabbed the screen as he dialed the number.
"Ring... ring..."
Every second of the ringing felt like a saw dragging slowly across his taut nerves.
At last, the call connected.
"Hello?"
Liang Yanni's voice even carried a hint of a languid smile, as though she had known this call was coming.
That hint of amusement set off Wang Xiaoliang's powder keg completely.
"Liang Yanni! What the fuck is your problem?!"
"Was getting Old Third killed not enough? Now you want to ruin me too?!"
There were two seconds of silence on the other end before Liang Yanni's laughter came through, brimming with smugness.
"Wang Xiaoliang, get this straight. Zhou Tao made his own choice. What did that have to do with me?"
Her tone gave no ground and dripped with mockery.
"Besides, who apologized to me last time? What, have you forgotten already? Or do you want to play the saint