After speaking, she felt unbearably embarrassed.
Zhou Yinghuai was silent even longer this time before he spoke again, his voice cool and lukewarm, "Besides that, what else do you need?"
Jiang Tan said, Ibuprofen.
"Got it, I'll be right back."
Zhou Yinghuai hung up the phone and looked at Zheng Heng and Meng Yanxi in front of him, "I need to go, you guys keep playing."
The two were in the middle of a game of billiards, which came to an abrupt halt.
"What do you mean you need to go!" Zheng Heng was dissatisfied, "It's like you can't sit still for a minute now! Zhou Yinghuai, you just got here, isn't it a bit disrespectful to leave now?"
Meng Yanxi's smile was gentle, and his peach blossom eyes carried a faint tease as he said, "Yinghuai has his significant other at home, how can he sit still."
Unconcerned with their teasing, Zhou Yinghuai picked up his suit jacket and stood up to leave.
Zheng Heng, holding a billiard cue, nudged Meng Yanxi with his shoulder, "You see? Scary!"
