Yang Qianxi looked at her nervously, "Miss Jing!"
"Could you please make a call to Yichen for me and ask where he is?"
Jing Qing, holding her pink cell phone, entered and gave a cold command before sitting down and casually picking up a magazine from the couch to suppress her excitement.
Standing at the door with Jing Qing's cell phone in her hand, Yang Qianxi's eyes followed the somewhat weary figure inside. She was clear in her heart that Jing Qing had not succeeded; Mu Yichen had not come.
This only increased Yang Qianxi's esteem for Mu Yichen. She had seen Jing Qing slip her room card into Mu Yichen's pocket. A man who rejects a woman's room card is rejecting that woman himself. She felt she had not harbored unrequited love for the wrong person because only a true man could maintain such integrity. She found herself falling even deeper for Mu Yichen.
Yang Qianxi closed the door with her cell phone in hand, sat down opposite Jing Qing, and silently dialed Mu Yichen's number.
