Now, back to Bei Hua.
After hanging up the phone, Bei Lingfeng walked towards the sofa with a somber expression.
Hua Yunliang was still lounging on the sofa, looking as insolent as before.
Bei Lingfeng stood firmly in front of him, let out a cold snort, tossed the phone beside Hua Yunliang, and said coldly, "Once you've vented enough, go back. Feifei will be back tomorrow. Stop lingering in my office, getting in the way of my work!"
Bei Lingfeng seemed angry, but he could still hold it in.
On the other side, Hua Yunliang slowly opened his eyes. He didn't rush to pick up his phone nor did he show any intention of leaving. He looked sharply at Bei Lingfeng, and said in a deep voice:
"Why did this happen?"
Hearing this, Bei Lingfeng's barely contained anger was reignited.
"What do you mean by asking me this?"
Hua Yunliang continued to look coldly at Bei Lingfeng, speaking each word with utmost clarity:
