"Mr. Yi, is there something you need?" she asked politely.
In the teahouse, Yi Chilian, holding a black chess piece, slightly furrowed his brows. This Sui Yi, had he actually forgotten his voice? Or was he pretending to be dumb again?
Thinking back to the last time his call was hung up, his voice lowered slightly, "I heard you met with Jiang Yunxiu?"
"..."
Who did you hear that from?
"He's not a good person, he specifically likes to trick and deceive young girls..."
"..."
Are you bad-mouthing my childhood friend?
"Don't meet him privately, otherwise if something happens, I won't be able to save you..."
Sui Yi was stunned for a moment before finding her voice, saying gently, "You're mistaken, Mr. Yi. I haven't met your friend privately, nor do I entertain such thoughts, so you can rest assured..."
Yi Chilian's lips curved into a smile, the chess piece between his fingers seeming to become more pleasing in his eyes.
