Until the phone rang abruptly in the room, persisting relentlessly, Sheng Jianan had no choice but to release the woman in his arms and take the phone out of his pocket.
Su Anle, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted the caller ID on Sheng Jianan's phone – "Shen Yao."
In her eyes, which had always been devoid of any emotional fluctuation, there finally flashed a mocking smile. Soon, her gaze returned to calmness.
Sheng Jianan didn't answer the call, directly hung up, and just as he was about to say something to the person in front of him, the phone rang again.
This time, he frowned, but Su Anle calmly spoke, "Aren't you answering? It's noisy."
Ignoring the ringtone, Sheng Jianan turned to look at her, only to see that she still remained utterly unmoved, as if she completely didn't care.
A woman who doesn't care at all when another woman calls him, what does this imply?
Sheng Jianan isn't foolish, how could he not understand?
