However, through Meng Chuyuan's actions and the image of her still speaking, they could tell that the video call had not ended.
Meng Chuyuan took down the laptop and placed it on the conference table. She returned to her seat.
She had walked over to get the computer in advance just so that it would be more convenient to turn it off later. She did not expect that in the eyes of others, this action would actually become an intimate conversation between the two of them.
Meng Chuyuan looked at Lu Qingye and said softly, "Is there anything else you want to say? If not, do you want to hang up?"
"Aren't you going to ask when I'm going back?" Lu Qingye tilted his head slightly. His protruding Adam's apple was exceptionally eye-catching.
Last time, he had sent Meng Chuyuan a WeChat message and asked her to wait for his reply, but she did not reply directly. He did not know if she had seen it.
