Li Changqing sucked in a deep breath before asking: "To what do I owe the honor of this phone call, Mr. Lu?" He hoped that the phone call was actually good news, and not bad news. Even if it was bad news, well, there was no avoiding it now; he might as well get it over with before the fear and suspense triggered a heart attack.
"What did Zuo Fanrui ask you to do to Yan Huan?" Lu Yi asked in his usual toneless voice. His fingers had stilled on top of Little Bean's round, tiny head.
"Yan Huan?"
Li Changqing frowned as he wondered whether to tell the truth or lie. He finally settled on telling the truth; Lu Yi was not someone who was easily deceived. More importantly, Li Changqing knew he would be in deep trouble if he tried to lie to Lu Yi.
"He asked me to ice Yan Huan."
"I see…" Lu Yi lapsed into silence. He moved his phone from his right ear to his left, and then moved Little Bean from his lap to the sofa. He got up and walked towards his balcony.
