At midnight, Tang Si's call was like a life-saving straw for Song Yi.
He was suddenly interrupted.
After a brief silence on the other side…
Song Yi heard a chuckle from the phone and his voice sounded particularly sultry on the phone.
"You'll lie naked on the autopsy bench, I mean."
"Miss Song, what are you thinking about?"
Now wasn't a good time to flirt. Song Yi took a deep breath. "Why did you say that?"
She had realized that something went wrong at her home.
And she knew that Tang Si had found out something, so she couldn't wait to know the answer.
No wonder he let her go home. Perhaps all this was his plan.
"You don't have to know the answer now." On the phone, his voice was exceptionally low and attractive. "I just want to tell you to do what you should do. Go to bed. I'm watching you and nothing will happen. "
Perhaps it was because he was talking on the phone or because he was up late that Song Yi found his voice was a little husky.
"Why should I trust you?"
