Su Yan asked rather cheekily, "Now that you have a love life, you need not study anymore?"
"That's not true!" Su Yue blushed and bowed her head. Her cheeks were burning hot as she uttered, "Don't trust what Third sister-in-law said. I'm really serious about my studies."
She had barely ended her sentence when her phone suddenly rang.
She fumbled for her phone inside her bag. She silently gulped when she saw the caller's name on the screen. She stole a furtive glance at Su Yan.
Su Yan was concentrating on driving, so he wasn't looking at her. But she could distinctly feel that he was laughing at her.
"Why are you laughing?" Su Yue softly muttered.
She rejected the call in a huff.
Her phone vibrated, and Su Yue knew without a doubt that the text must be from Ming Ansheng.
Indeed, 'Uncle Ming' appeared on her screen.
'Where are you? Why aren't you picking up?'
