"Brother Yao, then I'll stay with you; I want to go back with you, okay?" Gu Ziqian weakly pleaded in a low voice.
Such a delicate voice is irresistible to men, but who is Beitang Yao? He easily refused, "Ziqian, don't be disobedient!" Just a few simple words, yet they carried immense persuasive power.
When Gu Ziqian on the other end of the phone wanted to say something, Beitang Yao cut her off, and after hanging up, his expression was somewhat grim.
Xia Qingqian was somewhat concerned. She bit her lip, frowned slightly, and softly asked, "Weren't we supposed to return home today? Is there something you haven't finished yet?"
"Finish your meal first." He placed his phone on the table, speaking indifferently. The meeting was over, and the work here could be set aside. Thinking of this, he picked up the phone again and made a call: "Ye Feng, you're responsible for escorting Gu Ziqian back home and delivering her to the Gu Family."
