Ten minutes later, a refreshed Yang Fei returned to the living room with a smug expression.
After applying the antidote, the unbearable itch on his body finally stopped.
For Yang Fei, getting pranked by Liang Jiayi was undoubtedly a great humiliation for a man.
However, managing to turn the tables with his shameless spirit was something worth boasting about.
The blush on Liang Jiayi's face had not yet faded.
Seeing Yang Fei's triumphant look.
She spat and said resentfully, "Shameless."
Yang Fei laughed heartily and lazily sat down opposite Liang Jiayi, his smile irritatingly smug.
He looked at Liang Jiayi with a mischievous grin.
"Jiayi, I really didn't expect you to be a hacker."
"Not bad, you've got some skills. How about calling me 'good brother'?"
"Yang Fei, do you have a death wish?"
Liang Jiayi was utterly exasperated by this rascal.
She gritted her teeth and said.
Yang Fei noticed that her hands were behind her back, clearly holding something.