If Ji Chuan knew that his parents were left hanging at the train station by Yan Huan, what would he think?
Qiu Xinyi grew happier the more she thought about it.
This could count as a lesson for Yan Huan! Teach her for plotting behind her back!
Serves her right!
Qiu Xinyi returned to the office, took out her belongings locked in the desk, and put them in her bag, ready to leave.
As she was about to step out, the phone on the table rang.
Qiu Xinyi picked up the phone casually and heard an anxious voice on the other end: "Is this Yan Huan? We've been here for over an hour, why haven't you arrived yet?"
"Aunt?" Qiu Xinyi immediately realized it was Ji Chuan's mother on the phone.
"You... you're not Yan Huan?" Meng Qingmei recognized the voice as the same one from the morning, "I called earlier, you answered the phone. I want to ask, did you pass my message to her?"
