He hung up? Looking at the phone that had been cut off, Zuo Weiyi was at a loss.
Half an hour later, when they were about to have dinner in the presidential villa, the sound of a speeding car came from the door.
Then, Shi Yuting walked in.
Walking into the dining room, he sat down directly in front of the dining table. "What a bother. Get me a pair of cutlery."
Looking at him sitting at the dining table, the three of them could not help but be stunned.
"Why are you here?" Zuo Yi was the first to speak.
Shi Yuting raised his eyes, but his gaze fell on Gu Yansheng's face opposite him.
Was this presidential villa going to be the only place he could meet Weiyi?
Why was he here the moment she arrived?
Looking at Gu Yansheng, Shi Yuting's face turned extremely black.
