1026: Childish Yi Juncheng

Childish Yi Juncheng

Just as Tong Liang had said, she could understand what Yi Juncheng meant with just a few words.1

Over the phone, she suddenly said, "Hall Master, when can I see you?"

"Is it important?" The man's half-smile was very appealing.

Apart from Sheng Yang, Yi Juncheng had always been cynical when he spoke to others. No one could guess if he was sincere.

However, it was precisely this confusion that made him even more attractive.

"It's not important. But I think there are some things I can't explain to Tong Liang."

Yi Juncheng thought for a moment. "That's true."

Just as Zhou Feiyang was filled with hope, the man's low and magnetic male voice continued, "I'll send a smarter manager to contact you tomorrow."

"…"

Zhou Feiyang hung up the phone. She gripped her phone tightly. He had always been like this, giving unilateral orders and hanging up the phone whenever he wanted. He knew that she was a girl, but he didn't have the slightest bit of pity for the fairer sex and was always so businesslike.

However, as long as one was skilled, the iron pestle could be ground into a needle.

She had come for him from the very beginning. She had been lying low for two years. She would not go back empty-handed.

She had to get him or her sacrifices would be all for nothing.

When Yi Juncheng saw that Sheng Yang was back, he hung up before he could finish the conversation.

He was becoming more and more like those muddle-headed kings in ancient times who did not have any love for their people and just loved beauties. His temperament was similar, and the things he did were even more similar.

Unfortunately, Sheng Yang was a professional. She glanced at him and went into the shooting room he had set up for her.

Yi Juncheng was speechless.

'Ah, I dug my own hole and jumped into it.'

She had been practicing so fiercely recently that she didn't even need him to teach her. She was locked in her room, practicing alone and completely in seclusion.

Yi Juncheng stood at the door, waiting anxiously.

He felt a little aggrieved. She wasn't even playing with him anymore.

As soon as Yi Juncheng was annoyed, someone would be in trouble. He cleared out the evil creatures who had recently provoked the Yi family one by one. In the blink of an eye, several companies went bankrupt, and the bosses didn't even have time to react.

Yi Juncheng had always been a vengeful person, so it wasn't surprising. It was widely rumored that one shouldn't offend the King of Hell Yi.

Just as he was about to press another button and another company was going to be in trouble, Sheng Yang came out of the shooting room. She had just put down her ear muffs. Her hair looked softer and more obedient than usual. Her eyes were also wet. Perhaps because she had just finished shooting and was still a little excited, her lips were more delicate than usual.

Yi Juncheng stared at her intently. For a moment, he had other thoughts. His thin lips curved. "Why don't we compete again?"

"Mhm, I can compete." Sheng Yang had never been afraid of competitions. It could even be said that she liked competitions.

"More stakes?"

"Yes." He knew her too well. She seemed calm on the outside, but she actually liked excitement. Now, her amber eyes were sparkling.

Yi Juncheng smiled at her with his peachy eyes. His gaze was like mellow wine, intoxicating. "It'll determine who'll be on top and who'll be below."

"…" The old Sheng Yang was very innocent. If she had heard this, she wouldn't have thought of anything else.

But after a few exchanges of DNA, she automatically had images in her mind.

Alas, this was also the distress of having too high an IQ.

However, she did care about such things. They were especially important to her, who was competitive.

"Okay," Sheng Yang replied in a low voice and loaded the gun. She didn't want to be on top. She felt that her stamina was good, but her legs would get too sore.

Yi Juncheng's desire was difficult to fill. She couldn't handle it…

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