While Ye Nanshen was still in a daze, Rong Qi had already pushed the car door open and stepped out.
Xu Yi was worried and quickly followed Rong Qi out of the car.
By the time the car door slammed shut, Ye Nanshen finally regained his senses. He looked at Rong Qi's figure as she walked away, holding up her skirt, and his fingers tightened.
"I don't have time. Gu Ziyue will go," said Ye Nanshen. His voice was cold and his face sharp with remnants of a storm.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed hurt, and even her voice carried a hint of self-mockery. She said, "Nanshen, you never used to talk to me like this before."
There was a pause, and no response was heard from Ye Nanshen. The woman's voice sounded somewhat frustrated, "Is it too much to ask you to come to pick me up? I didn't tell Ziyue that I'll be waiting for you at the airport."
After that, the phone was quickly disconnected, as if she was afraid of hearing rejection.
