Yanqing's Phoenix Eyes filled with laughter as he yearned to share his heartfelt thoughts with his girl over the phone, yet Director Song seemed to intentionally oppose him, steadfastly remaining in the office without moving an inch. Seeing this, Yanqing covered the mouthpiece and cleared his throat before speaking to Director Song, "Can't you move somewhere else?"
"You keep talking; I'm just sitting here, not bothering you."
Director Song remained motionless on the couch, his eyes brimming with amusement, "You want to whisper sweet nothings to Li Bao, but feel awkward with this old man around, right?"
Yanqing, "Since you know, do you still intend to continue being a third wheel?"
"Alright, alright, I'm leaving, freeing up the space for you."
Standing up, Director Song put his hands behind his back, shaking his head with a smile.
