Startled by the phone, Chu Yao's body tensed.
She knew she was in treatment, but still felt a bit guilty.
"President Chen, can we wait a moment?"
"No, interrupting now will not only fail to achieve the therapeutic effect, but may also backfire and cause more serious consequences."
Chen Ziyang said seriously, "You take it, it won't hold us up."
Chu Yao bit her lip, agonized for a long time, and then shook her head, "Let's not rush, I'll take it later!"
Chen Ziyang didn't join in, but continued to knead her body.
Seeing herself being kneaded out of shape, Chu Yao became even more embarrassed.
She couldn't believe that she was letting a man who wasn't her boyfriend be so reckless with her pride.
And she had asked for it herself.
The phone rang for a long time before quieting down, but soon, it started up again.
It was still Xiaofeng.
Chu Yao closed her eyes and simply ignored it.
But in less than five minutes, the phone rang over a dozen times.
