Qin Wan turned around and saw Fu Minghan approaching her, her fine eyebrows couldn't help but turn cold.
The cellphone in her hand was still on a call.
On the other end of the phone, Mu Shaocheng heard Fu Minghan's voice loud and clear.
"Wanwan, did I interrupt your phone call?"
Fu Minghan's gaze swept over the cellphone in her hand, and then he smiled as he looked into her eyes.
"Yes."
Qin Wan coolly spat out a single word.
An apologetic expression appeared on Fu Minghan's face, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were on the phone...have you finished your call, can I speak now?"
"..."
Qin Wan looked down at her phone.
The call had already ended.
She didn't know when Mu Shaocheng had hung up.
Her gaze lingered on the call duration record until the barely detectable strange emotion in her heart faded away.
Only then did she raise her eyes to look at Fu Minghan.
She asked coldly, "What do you want?"
