Before Shi Qian could call Fu Sinian, he called.
"Is it not over yet?" Fu Sinian's voice sounded on the phone.
Shi Qian was puzzled. "You know what time I'm in class today?"
"I checked."
Shi Qian immediately felt helpless.
What was she to Fu Sinian?
He was too involved in her life for her to breathe.
It also made her, who was used to freedom, feel like a tied-up dumpling.
"I was about to call you," Shi Qian replied.
"You went to see Liu Yiming?"
"In addition to checking my class, you sent someone to follow me?" Shi Qian's voice rose a few degrees.
"I didn't send anyone to follow you. It doesn't take a genius to guess that Liu Yiming must be anxious to see you."
"Young Master Fu, it's my freedom to see who I want to see and who wants to see me, right? You have no right to interfere! I'm not a concubine sold to you. I don't need your permission to go out!" Shi Qian retorted angrily.
Fu Sinian choked.
