Now, Jiang Chen couldn't speak recklessly anymore.
It seemed like Princess Cao was genuinely unaware, so after waiting a few minutes for Cao Xiugo to finish his phone call, she asked half-curious, half-suspiciously: "Bro, who was that?"
"A colleague."
Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat, instinctively glancing at Yang Qinghua, who was calmly sipping wine.
"Why are they calling you at this hour? Isn't it after work?"
Cao Jinse continued asking.
Cao Xiugo, unsuspecting, answered honestly while sitting back down: "The school is organizing an exchange event between faculties soon, and I was running late earlier because of this. They were consulting me about it."
How insightful.
Yang Qinghua's smile was peaceful, always in control.
"Was it a male colleague or a female colleague?"
Even though Princess Cao tried hard not to leave traces, her persistent questioning inevitably made Cao Xiugo sense something was off.
"What's up?"
"Nothing, just asking."
