At this moment, Fang Ci felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, extinguishing her fury. This brat, this brat! She should never have placed any hope in him!
Qin Mengying's lips curled into a faint self-deprecating smile, but she actually felt a sense of relief. Well, this is good too.
She had been worried about how to face him, but she never expected to hear a woman's voice on the phone...
Ou Mingxuan... he always managed to "surprise" her every time, without exception.
"Um, Mengying, don't worry about it, I'll handle it!" Fang Ci gave Qin Mengying a reassuring look, her face full of apology.
Qin Mengying nodded and sat back on the sofa to continue knitting little clothes for the baby. She didn't understand why there was still a woman calling her from his side, but now she had no obligation to deal with it anymore.
