While Xiao Feng was guessing which lady was looking for him, the chaos began to unravel on the sofa across from Du Qingyue, where Xue Nuofu sat.
He deliberately made suggestive gestures, still fearing the call wouldn't go through.
So, with that subtle hint, Du Qingyue would inevitably fly into a rage and then do everything possible to find Xiao Feng for an explanation.
In this way, it would undoubtedly be more efficient than running around like a headless chicken.
But who the heck would have thought the call would actually go through on the first try?
"Do you need me to step aside?" Du Qingyue handed the phone to Xue Nuofu.
"Uh... no, no need."
Xue Nuofu got up to take the phone, his expression looking more woeful than if he were crying.
However, in Jiang Yixin's eyes, this was a classic case of a scheming bitch and an acting pro, ready to adjust his expression to appear pitiful and pathetic in the forthcoming call.
