Lu Chuan paused for a moment and asked, "Why? Qingci, have you encountered some trouble?"
Han Qingci nervously said, "No... no, I recently... my period just started! Yes, that's it, my period. It's best you don't come back, Brother Lu Chuan, Qingci can't take care of you."
Lu Chuan's face immediately fell into a look of annoyed helplessness and said, "What are you thinking about? Do you think I only come to you for that? Qingci, are you hiding something from me?"
Han Qingci stammered, "No, there's nothing, Brother Lu Chuan, just stop asking, you just should not come back, that's all, I have things to attend to, I'm hanging up now!"
The call was then disconnected.
Lu Chuan looked at his phone, lost in thought, feeling certain that Han Qingci was definitely hiding something from him. This girl was never good at lying; she got nervous before a lie was even told, and her anxious tone earlier had already betrayed her.
