Tang Luo looked at the name on the screen and, for some reason, felt a bit guilty!
It was like he was cheating on his wife and she had caught him red-handed!
"Whose is it?"
Noticing Tang Luo's strange expression, Cardila asked.
"Han Ruobing... my fiancée's."
"Oh, then answer it."
"Yeah."
Tang Luo nodded and answered the call.
"Hello, Ruobing, what's up?"
"You don't need to come to the office anymore, I'm already home."
"Home already?"
Tang Luo was startled, glanced at the time, and couldn't help but slap his forehead. He was so occupied with hooking up, he hadn't realized it was already past six o'clock.
"Yeah."
"Alright, I got it," Tang Luo said, stealing a look at a skimpily dressed Cardila, his courage boosted, he continued, "By the way, Ruobing, I probably won't come home tonight."
"What are you going to do?"
"Well, Meng Lei invited me over to his place for drinks. I don't know how late it'll go, and if I drink too much, I just won't come back."
