"Oh, who is he?" He Jingyao narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Su Zixi immediately froze.
Of course, she couldn't say Ning Yichen's name, but other than Ning Yichen, she couldn't think of any other man's name.
Facing the man's ambiguous gaze, Su Zixi retorted, "Anyway, there is such a person. My feelings for him are unbreakable, so please don't bother me anymore!"
He Jingyao laughed angrily.
Even though he knew she was talking nonsense, it still made him very uncomfortable.
Especially considering that she might not be completely over Ning Yichen.
As soon as Su Zixi spoke, she regretted it. She avoided the man's increasingly intense gaze guiltily. Suddenly, the sound of a vibrating phone broke the tension in the room.
This abrupt ring was a relief for Su Zixi. She looked pleased, "It's your phone."
He Jingyao took a glance at her, letting her off temporarily, stood up, walked to the side, pulled out his phone from his coat, and answered it.
