Yang Jingxing advised: "You can't even give up on my image just to hurt me..."

"Who told her?" He Peiyuan was very angry.

Yang Jingxing said relaxedly: "Other than you and me, who else."

"When?" He Peiyuan was clearly building up her anger and almost shouted.

Yang Jingxing seemed to want to recall: "...I told her on Sunday night. Listen to me explain why I didn't tell you without your consent, because I told her not to announce anything, let alone to force you. I think

She should be told that if I have a girlfriend, even if it’s not you, I will tell her...so don’t think I’m forcing you."

There was breathing on the other end of the phone, and then gnashing of teeth: "Yang Jingxing..."

Before Yang Jingxing could agree, the call was hung up. He called immediately, but He Peiyuan was not as easy to fool as Tao Meng, so she didn't answer the call.

Yang Jingxing had no choice but to send a text message: I'm just taking this matter seriously, I'm not trying to be a rogue, let alone forcing you.

He Peiyuan wrote back: You haven't forced me, you haven't forced me to death yet, please do your best.

Yang Jingxing: I just told Qi Qingnuo that I wanted to pursue you, nothing else. This is my decision and has nothing to do with you, so you don’t have to suffer on my behalf.

He Peiyuan: Thank you for having the nerve to talk to her.

Yang Jingxing: I also want face, but I can’t have both.

He Peiyuan: Hello, you kept me in the dark.

Yang Jingxing: I want to see you and talk to you face to face.

He Peiyuan simply ignored it.

It wasn't that far away, and the traffic was good at night. It was only a quarter past eleven when Yang Jingxing arrived at He Peiyuan's community. He parked far away and touched the garden behind He Peiyuan's building, the shade of trees and the pergola covered with branches.

It was dark downstairs, and there was no light from the windows on the third floor.

Yang Jingxing sent a text message first: I'm downstairs, answer the phone, and we're face to face.

It took a while for He Peiyuan to reply: No answer, going to bed.

Yang Jingxing seemed to keep his promise: Then I will leave, so as not to be thought of as a robber.

He Peiyuan: Did you have a plan in advance? Did you fly here?

Yang Jingxing: I came from Eyang, did you see me?

He Peiyuan: I feel the aura of the rogue very close.

Yang Jingxing moved to a position with a better view and was much closer, beautifying the side of the bushes, and waved towards the pitch-black third-floor window, which was only seven or eight meters high.

There was no movement at the window, and He Peiyuan's text message came again: I'm going to rest, you go. I'll settle the score with you later.

After reading the text message, Yang Jingxing raised his cell phone with the screen on, waved goodbye, and then really left. As he walked, he sent a text message: I am not fully aware of my mistakes. You must settle accounts with me and educate and criticize me.

He Peiyuan: I’m not kidding you!

Yang Jingxing: Take a rest and keep yourself up. Good night.

He Peiyuan: I am not you, I still have to be a human being, and I can’t rest.

Yang Jingxing: That’s fine, think about how to behave next.

He Peiyuan: Kill you! Then I will be innocent.

Yang Jingxing: No, you are not clear.

He Peiyuan: Stop rambling, I turned off the phone.

Yang Jingxing: Good night, the girl I like.
Chapter completed!