Fortunately, the call this time wasn't from the Little Demon King, but from Bei Yiyi.
She asked anxiously, "Qiansu, are you done with your work? When are you coming back?"
"I will be right there... Ah~ Um~"
"Qiansu, where are you? Why does your voice sound so strange?" Bei Yiyi asked with confusion.
"No... It's nothing." Mo Qiansu's cheeks flushed red, feeling both embarrassed and awkward.
Unable to push away the man in front of her who was still misbehaving, she could only glare at him fiercely as a form of protest.
"Oh." The naive Bei Yiyi didn't suspect anything and hurriedly said, "Qiansu, if you're almost done, you should come over quickly. Xiaoyu just tried to call you and couldn't reach you, he's so upset he started crying, saying that you don't want him anymore, and now he's throwing a tantrum and has locked himself in his room..."
...
Mo Qiansu felt full of guilt.
Once again, she had broken a promise to the Little Demon King...
