She knew how proud her man was; if Ye Che found out that she was running around for his sake and had even approached Zhou Ting, he would certainly feel some discomfort.
So, Xia Weiyi fell silent for a moment and, before Zhou Ting could reach her, she said into the phone, "Ye Che, I'm out handling things and can't come to see you. I'll come tomorrow, okay?"
As soon as Xia Weiyi finished speaking, Zhou Ting, clicking her high heels, reached Xia Weiyi, grabbed her wrist, and startled her into quickly pulling the phone away from her ear and hanging up.
The entire action was completed in one fluid motion, including her rapid speech, too quick for Ye Che to say a word.
It wasn't until a beep-beep-beep sound came from the other end of the line that Ye Che was caught off guard, staring at the phone for a long while before belatedly mustering a bitter smile, somewhat mocking.
He had only said... Yiyi, I miss you...
And she had answered... Ye Che, I can't come to see you...
