Wei Chengfeng listened to the 'beeping' sounds from the other end of the phone and frowned. When he dialed again, the other party had already turned off their phone, deepening his frown even more.
Qiao Ling saw the look on his face and felt a secret thrill of joy, though she still wore an innocent and romantic expression, pretending not to know who had made the call.
"Brother Chengfeng, what's wrong? You look so pale. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Wei Chengfeng looked at her, his face dark, no sign of relaxation between his brows, "Did you do that on purpose just now?"
"What?" Qiao Ling feigned confusion, "Brother Chengfeng, what are you talking about? What did I do on purpose?"
Wei Chengfeng watched her for a while longer before saying, "It's nothing. Let's eat, I'll take you home afterwards."
