Su Jia gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could smash the phone into pieces and then carve up that bastard Tang Yuzhou.
Damn, he really knows how to pick his timing!
Suppressing the fury boiling inside her, she looked up at Lu Yanhe.
His desire was gradually fading, his eyes flickering uncertainly between light and dark.
For a moment, she didn't know whether she should answer the call.
The caller was persistent, calling again and again after each missed call...
Finally, after who knows how many attempts, Su Jia was completely fed up.
Lu Yanhe let out a self-mocking laugh, then released her and began to straighten his clothes.
Su Jia mentally cursed Tang Yuzhou's ancestors up to eighteen generations, then picked up her phone and swiped to answer the call.
Tang Yuzhou's tone was somewhat provocative, "Baby, why is it taking you so long to go to the bathroom? Did you fall in? Do you need me to come rescue you?"
His mocking voice was clear in the quiet restroom.
