Chapter 613 The Killer Drawing Of Qing Xu

• It wasn't that He Ye found Qing Xu annoying, but rather that she had a knack for being annoying at the wrong times. It was already late at night, and Jing Er had fallen asleep. The door was slammed open without any consideration for the noise, and Jing Er, in a daze, asked, "Who is it?"
• He Ye frowned, genuinely annoyed.
• Qing Xu was urgently calling for He Ye's help, but upon hearing Jing Er's voice, she immediately slipped out from under He Ye's arm and jumped onto Jing Er's bed, excitedly asking, "Jing Er, I drew a picture. Look, look, is this the man who tried to strangle me this afternoon?"