"So that's how it is!" The security guard acted as though he'd just had an epiphany, then pretended to pick up the phone. "Just wait, I'll call Miss An and ask for her opinion."
"Thank you, thank you so much!" Zhao Jinbao's heart swelled with joy, and he nodded repeatedly.
A few minutes later, the security guard hung up the phone with a troubled look on his face.
"Brother, I am really sorry. Miss An, she heard you were here and got very angry. She doesn't plan to see you."
"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhao Jinbao had already prepared himself to be turned away at the door. His only intention was to show An Yiqing his sincerity. "It's only right for Miss An to be angry. I won't come in, I'll just stand here until Miss An isn't angry anymore."
