"Mm."
Mo Ziye responded rather casually.
If they don't believe it, then don't take them along to play.
After ending the call with Ziyang, Mo Ziye started working.
Imperial City.
Chu Junming walked out of security, and the driver took his luggage, respectfully asking, "Young Master, would you like to go home first, or to the company first?"
The phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Chu Junming slightly raised his eyebrows.
He strode forward, not answering the driver's question, and pressed the answer button, "Hello."
"Chu Junming, I've been timing it. Have you left the airport yet?"
The caller was Bai Qingling.
Having earned some money, Bai Qingling's voice was cheerful, and her good mood could be felt even over the phone.
Chu Junming's lips curled slightly, "Just exited security. Aren't you busy?"
"Ah, not too busy. Is someone there to pick you up?"
"Yes."
Chu Junming didn't ask Bai Qingling why she called.
She chatted on and on, and he accompanied her absentmindedly.
