Yao Qing watched Fu Moyi and didn't speak.
After making eye contact with her for a while, Fu Moyi forcibly straightened his gaze towards the road ahead, "I was just thinking about something and didn't hear you speak. What did you say? Something about Yu Yanshen? I really didn't hear it."
"I asked where Yanshen is, why I can't get in touch with him."
"Our communication has been much less frequent recently, and I'm not clear about many of his schedules. However, he seems to have been acquiring a group recently; he might be busy with that."
"Busy at three in the morning?"
Fu Moyi's throat felt dry, "Who... knows, I'm not sure."
Yao Qing withdrew her gaze from Fu Moyi's face.
She didn't know what he was busy with, but it certainly wasn't official business.
It must have been Yanshen who asked Fu Moyi to pick her up. There was no other possibility.
So why wasn't he answering her calls?
