Ye Xunhuan's face immediately turned sour after hanging up the phone.
One crazy woman was already enough to handle, but now Willow Qing had come along to stir up trouble, and it was because he had called.
For a moment, Ye Xunhuan felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.
The feeling was unpleasant, but he had no solution.
"What, something's up?" Qin Muge asked gently, noticing Ye Xunhuan's grim expression.
Ye Xunhuan shook his head, "No, nothing!"
Although Ye Xunhuan said it was nothing, a woman's intuition told Qin Muge that there was definitely something wrong.
She had clearly seen Ye Xunhuan's expression turn odd when he took the call, and even though the change was fleeting, Qin Muge caught it.
"Really, it's nothing?"
"Are you dumb?" Ye Xunhuan lit a cigarette for himself and took a light drag, "How could I possibly have nothing going on? Just now, someone came asking for my help with something..."
Ye Xunhuan started rambling again.
