Before leaving work that evening, Li Yifei wanted to leave the company early. He was really afraid that Xu Yingying would ask him to stay at her place, even though he had stayed with her countless times before. But now, Li Yifei just couldn't face Xu Yingying alone, especially in the enclosed space of her home.
But before Li Yifei could leave, his phone rang. It was Xu Yingying calling.
Li Yifei wanted to ignore the call, but knowing that wasn't a solution, he reluctantly answered, "President Xu, what's the matter?"
Xu Yingying was succinct, "Wait for me to finish work."
"I have plans tonight, going to have dinner with some friends," he said.
"Then I'll join you."
"Isn't that a bad idea? There will be colleagues from our company there; don't you want to keep it a secret?"
"Anyone who goes out to dinner with you must have a good relationship with you, so I don't think they will gossip."
Li Yifei rolled his eyes and resignedly said, "Suit yourself then."
