Ye Junqing smirked but said nothing. Silence worked better than words at this point, making Ye Xingguang feel her face getting hot, like a boiled crab.
Thinking, she took out her phone to ease the awkwardness, "What's your sister-in-law's phone number?"
"For what?" Ye Junqing asked while casually toweling off his hair.
"I received a call from the station, saying there was a flash flood here, and they asked me to rush over. I left without telling your sister-in-law. I need to call and explain that work prevented me from continuing to attend her birthday celebration."
Ye Junqing looked at her, "So it was because of the station's call that you left without saying a word."
"Of course!" At this moment, Ye Xingguang claimed with conviction.
Ye Junqing's expression suddenly turned sour. He knitted his handsome brows, a touch of sadness ringing in his voice, "I thought you were jealous."
