Yang Qing felt very displeased hearing what Hong Ying said, but he suppressed it.
"Stop mocking me. I have something to tell you!"
Yang Qing's attitude was unprecedentedly gentle.
Hong Ying immediately sobered up, thinking Yang Qing was up to his usual tricks. She replied grumpily, "Stop putting on an act in front of me. Tell me... what trick are you up to this time!"
Yang Qing said, "I want to talk with you!"
Upon hearing this, Hong Ying immediately burst into laughter. "Yang Qing, you've threatened to kill me countless times, and now you want to talk?"
"Are you here to joke?"
"Hong Ying, you don't need to mock me. I'm calling today to apologize!" Yang Qing continued.
This statement made Hong Ying's eyes widen in astonishment.
Damn!
Did the sun rise in the west?
"Yang Qing, are you sick!" Hong Ying naturally didn't believe him.
Yang Qing said unhappily, "Whether I'm sick or not, don't you know clearly?"
Hong Ying paused, then said, "I'm sorry, but I don't know if you're sick!"
"Besides, we're not that familiar with each other!"
"If that's all, I'll hang up now!"
"No, no, no..." Yang Qing quickly said, then added, "I haven't finished what I wanted to say!"
"What exactly do you want to say?" Hong Ying was exceptionally wary of Yang Qing.
Yang Qing clenched his fist, sighed inwardly, and threw his pride aside, deciding to go all out. "I want to have dinner with Chen Fan, and I want you to arrange it!"
Hong Ying had initially thought Yang Qing was up to his old tricks, but upon hearing this, she burst into laughter. "Yang Qing, why arrange it? Don't tell me you're afraid of Chen Fan!"
"Hahaha... This is hilarious!"
Yang Qing's face darkened. He said shamelessly, "I won't interfere with your marriage alliance from now on. I want to have this dinner with Chen Fan because I don't want to have any grievances with him. Do you understand what I mean?"
Hong Ying laughed without any pretense, saying word for word, "I never expected the esteemed Young Master Yang to reach this point!"
"Tsk tsk... The tables have truly turned."
"What if I refuse?"
"You..." Yang Qing was about to swear, but he held back in the end. "Tell me, under what conditions will you arrange this?"
Hong Ying thought for a moment and replied, "First point, you have to wait until I'm happy!"
"You must know that women are generally moody!"
"..."
Yang Qing was exasperated, his fingernails digging into his flesh.
He was immensely angry.
"You..."
"What, unwilling to wait? If you're not willing to wait, then forget it!" Hong Ying snorted, with a sinister laugh.
"I'll wait!" Yang Qing took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress his anger.
Hong Ying knew Yang Qing too well. It was a miracle that he was humbling himself like this. She said coldly, "How about this: you apologize to me, and I'll arrange the meeting for you!"
"Say it, Sister Hong, I was wrong!"
"Hong Ying, I'm your brother!" Yang Qing's voice suddenly rose.
"Oh... Unwilling, then forget it!"
Hong Ying's voice also lowered a bit.
"Okay, okay, okay... I'm willing..." Yang Qing was once again cornered and compromised. He said, "Sister Hong, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
"Three times!"
"Sister Hong, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
"Sister Hong, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
"Sister Hong..."
Yang Qing, suppressing his rage, was apologizing. Before he could finish, Hong Ying ruthlessly hung up the phone.
She had thoroughly toyed with Yang Qing.