"Why is it important to you?" Ye Ziqing raised her head and looked at Han Yixuan, asking him somewhat inexplicably.
Han Yixuan pursed her lips tightly and was silent for a moment, but then she shrugged and said, "Haha, it's nothing."
"Oh." Ye Ziqing responded in a low voice and did not continue to ask any more questions.
But at this moment, her cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
Then Ye Ziqing took out her mobile phone from her pocket and glanced at the screen, only to find that the person calling her was actually Yan Jinxuan.
And she suddenly remembered that she had made an agreement with Yan Jinxuan this morning to have dinner together at noon, but now she had completely forgotten about it.
Oh my god! Damn it!
Ye Ziqing knocked on her head in frustration, and then pressed the answer button anxiously.
"Hey, Brother Jinxuan..." As soon as he heard Ye Ziqing's voice, he knew how guilty she was now.
"Zi Qing, where are you now?" Yan Jinxuan asked straight to the point, and at this time, he on the other end of the phone was so angry that he could hardly hold back.
"I'm...I..." Ye Ziqing stammered for a long time, but in the end she couldn't come up with a clear answer because she was struggling with whether or not she should tell Yan Jinxuan the truth.
If Yan Jinxuan is told that she is now with Han Yixuan, then he will definitely misunderstand something.
So in the end, Ye Ziqing simply lied to Yan Jinxuan: "I had something to do at home today, so I went home. Because I was in a hurry, I didn't tell you, I'm sorry! Brother Jinxuan."
"Ha... Is there something going on at home?" Yan Jinxuan on the other end of the phone sneered without a trace, making Ye Ziqing almost lose her grip on the phone.
"Yes." Ye Ziqing nodded and responded softly, but her palms were already sweating nervously.
"Ye Ziqing, you have only half an hour to come to the school playground to find me. I have something to tell you." After speaking coldly, Yan Jinxuan directly pressed the hang up button.
What happened today has really gone beyond what he can tolerate. Any man would never allow his woman to trample on his dignity like this, especially when she lied to him more than once.
Ye Ziqing, did I really misjudge you?
When calling Ye Ziqing, Yan Jinxuan was staying in the student union, sitting on a black leather office chair.
At this time, he was restlessly pressing his forehead with his left hand, while his legs were casually placed on the desk and elegantly overlapped together, looking casual and uninhibited.