Afterward, Yu Tong spoke many comforting words, but Luo Xiaoqian just couldn't take them in.
In her ears, only three words echoed—Leng Zimo.
Was it really him who called Zhuo Yannan earlier?
No, it definitely wasn't him.
When she called Xu Xiaoyang just now, he said they were working, and that person always focuses on his work without distraction.
Ah, that's not right!
She suddenly remembered that Xu Xiaoyang had mentioned Leng Zimo was on a call—could it really have been him calling Zhuo Yannan?
After she angered him like that, could he still be so concerned about her?
No, that's not right, he had already said he wanted to drive her away, it must be just a coincidence...
Guessing at all the possibilities, Luo Xiaoqian's mood was like the tide outside the window, fluctuating up and down.
"Xiao Qian?" Seeing Luo Xiaoqian across the table, looking completely distracted, Yu Tong stood up worriedly, walked over, and patted her arm, "Are you alright?"
"Ah!"
