Flower Holding

"Du Jianing, why did you call me?"

Cheng Zinuo answered the phone.

Du Jianing's proud voice rang on the phone, "Cheng Zinuo, I've already resumed my walk. I'll be returning home soon. That old thing should still be paralyzed, right?"

Cheng Zinuo's hand was tightening around her phone. She suppressed the anger in her heart and said in a deep voice, "Du Jianing, don't be too proud. Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your sins!"

"Cheng Zinuo, I won't give you that chance."

Du Jianing laughed heartily as she finished her sentence, completely disregarding Cheng Zinuo's words.

Without waiting for Cheng Zinuo's response, Du Jianing hung up the phone.

Cheng Zinuo wrinkled the seat cover of the sofa as hatred surged within her body.

As expected, Du Jianing had recovered. She had called to provoke him.