Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Bai Qingling's phone screen.
Seeing the name displayed, a hint of a smile flashed in her eyes, "Qingling, it's Chu Junming calling you... why did you hang up?"
By the end, her smile was replaced by confusion.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Bai Qingling hung up the phone nonchalantly, saying, "It was interrupting my chicken feet eating."
"..."
"Xiaoxiao, Qingling is right, you should focus while eating."
Afraid that Bai Xiaoxiao would scold her daughter, Luo Haofeng chimed in with a smile.
Bai Xiaoxiao glanced at him and remained silent.
While she looked down to eat, Bai Qingling sneaked a grateful look at Luo Haofeng.
Imperial City.
Chu Junming looked at the phone that was hung up, a hint of darkness settling in his eyes.
Bo Yi pursed his lips. He didn't redial the phone, picking up the car keys from the coffee table and leaving the apartment.
After waiting at the airport for a few minutes, Feng Yize and Yan Zhidong emerged with the crowd.
