Yao Qing gave him a glance.
Yu Yanshen's private phone number was known by very few, and was kept highly confidential.
Those who could make a call either had it given by him personally or were powerful business figures who had investigated and discovered it.
Not long after he hung up, the phone rang again.
After several cycles of hanging up and rejecting the call, impatience gradually appeared on the man's face.
He lifted his phone and glanced at Yao Qing, saying, "I'm going to the balcony to take a call."
Yao Qing wanted to say something, but before the words could leave her mouth, Yu Yanshen had already walked away from her view.
Leaving only an afterimage.
She looked at the leftovers on the table, silent and speechless.
The phone must have been delivered by the tech department after being fixed, which she could understand. But did he need to hide from her to take a call?
