The sharp and monotonous ringtone of the cell phone rang again.
call
She breathed a sigh of relief, quickly held up the phone with both hands, and urged him, "Hurry up and answer the call. Maybe there is something going on in the company and the employee is calling."
He didn't want to pay attention at all, but the caller simply couldn't bear the determination of Huang He. The ringing rang and stopped, and it made the corners of his mouth twitch.
"Hey, I'm Lan Yanshu." He sighed and picked up the phone. The next second, his face suddenly changed color, and he stood up from the chair. His low tone showed his displeasure at this time, "What? Are you here?
Lost on the streets of London?"[
Can't this woman be more at ease? People are already in London and they still haven't forgotten to enslave her!
With a long sigh, he rubbed his brows tiredly, "Don't you know that if you disturb other people's relationship cultivation, you will be struck by lightning?"
"Is it important?" She put down the bowl and chopsticks.
"It's okay, you can continue eating." He bent down and patted her cheek soothingly, pulled out the chair, glanced at her, left the living room, and walked to the sunshine to talk on the phone.
She nodded and concentrated on eating.
She didn't deliberately want to listen to anything, but the distance between the living room and the balcony was less than ten meters, and she didn't deliberately lower her voice. The content of Lan Yanshu's phone call with her friends still floated over intermittently and fed into her ears.