Shi Qian looked at the number that was not saved on her phone and hesitated.
At this moment, in Cloud City.
Fu Sinian sat on the balcony and watched the night view.
There was a bottle of wine on a small table to the side. The decanter spun slowly. Bai Jianshen leaned against the railing with a glass of wine.
"Are you sad to be separated from her like this?" Bai Jianshen teased.
Fu Sinian shot him a cold glance. "Can you accept being given a strange woman?"
"If it's someone like Shi Qian, I won't refuse." He really wanted to say that Young Master Fu should know better.
"It seems that you have a good impression of her."
"Then tell me, what's wrong with the young lady?"
Suddenly, Fu Sinian's phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID. He hadn't saved the number.
It was Shi Qian.
She had called once. He remembered.
She was calling him at this hour.
Was there no ulterior motive?
