Suddenly caught off guard, the ghostly Song Nanfu stammered before casually finding an excuse: "The road isn't yours, who said you could walk here?"
No worries. Ye Fengsheng didn't bother with the seemingly problematic girl. She was about to find a car to discuss Qiu Yun's marriage arrangement. Just then, her phone rang, she pulled it out. It was Qiu Yun. The connection felt unnatural.
"Ye Fengsheng, where are you?"
In just 30 minutes, the voice of Qiu Yun in the phone seemed to be holding back something, even though it had reached an emotional threshold.
Ye Fengsheng retorted, "What's up? Is there a problem?"
Upon hearing Tea God's feigned ignorance, Qiu Yun's white jade hand clenched into a fist, but now he held back his emotions, saying, "Tell me where you are now, I'll come to pick you up."
Qiu Yun took a deep breath, calming down, saying, "My father knows you're coming to Fanghai City and wants me to bring you home for dinner."
