Huo Junting chuckled and raised his phone, saying: "Xiao Jinghuai is outside now. Do you... want to see him or not?"
At this moment, Song Song's face was still adorned with tear drops, her eyes red, making it obvious she had been crying.
"No, let him go!"
Song Song replied directly without considering.
Huo Junting knew she was speaking out of anger, so he deliberately said: "Oh, then I'll have security chase him away. A man coming over so late with flowers for no reason is indeed inappropriate. I'll chase him away, you should go back to your room and rest."
"Wait a minute."
Song Song suddenly called out to the turning Huo Junting, hesitantly asking: "He... he has flowers?"
"Yes! Security said it's a very large bunch of flowers."
With that, Huo Junting was about to turn around again, but Song Song hurriedly ran over, "Hey! I... feel maybe let him come in first!"
"Coming over so late, he might have something important."
