Xia Weiyi had wanted to ask him more questions, but before she could speak, the call had already been disconnected on the other end.
The sound of a dial tone came from across the line...
Xia Weiyi stared blankly at the phone for quite a while before she came to her senses.
Ye Che hung up on her?
...
After Ye Che hung up the phone, he switched it off immediately.
He felt that with his current mood, he definitely couldn't go home. Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't lose control of his temper and do something to hurt Xia Weiyi.
He tossed his phone onto the table and leaned back in a rocking chair, kneading his temples.
Huoda stood by, feeling that something was amiss. Curiosity possibly killing the cat, he couldn't help but go up and ask, "Young Master Ye, are we working overtime tonight?"
With his eyes closed, Ye Che masked the fatigue in his eyes and said, "Huoda, gather a few brothers. Tonight, we're going to drink at Platinum Han Palace."
...
