Regret?
Regret is not a word in Yan Ye's dictionary.
Lian Xinying heard a disdainful laugh from Yan Ye.
"What's so funny? I'm seriously telling you, Xu Lele didn't come to the meeting this afternoon, she's probably getting all dressed up! She's definitely prepared for tonight!"
Lian Xinying hadn't even seen Xu Lele yet and was already imagining various scenarios.
"Do you need me to come over now?" Yan Ye's tone was very calm, devoid of any emotion.
"Hey, aren't you a bit worried?" Lian Xinying was scared of losing Yan Ye, in any way, she was afraid.
"Worried about what? Is Xu Lele there yet?"
"Not yet."
"Alright, then I'll come over later."
Yan Ye wasn't sure what he was doing, he hung up after saying this.
Lian Xinying, holding her phone, came out of the bathroom and bumped into a stranger, "Is Yan Ye coming soon?"
Lian Xinying: "..."
Now, everyone was counting on her to bring Yan Ye over.
