Nalan Ye Jue's hand on the steering wheel slightly swerved off course.
He, who usually drives as steady as a rock, surprisingly became unsettled by one sentence—
He heard a man's strong and powerful roar coming from Qin Xin's phone: "I've already taken off my clothes and you actually left??? Do you have any conscience???"
Qin Xin was stunned too.
Dammit, she just thought about how Hong Jingtian's wig was of good quality and had helped her through many dilemmas, and somehow opened her chat with Hong Jingtian, which contained several recordings he recently sent.
She accidentally played the one where the client she had ghosted several times was angrily shouting at Hong Jingtian, demanding that he convey his anger to Queen.
Without any context, wouldn't anyone feel awkward hearing such words?
Qin Xin quickly hit the pause button.
Uncomfortably explained, "Sorry, it's... a little video."
Nalan Ye Jue's hand slightly relaxed, continuing to drive steadily.
