Feng An Yu looked away. He reached for his phone again to send a text to Assistant Xiao Jin.
His action made Ning Wei think that the man disagreed with her request. She lowered her head to hide her disappointment and made some excuse to walk away. "I–"
"Alright." Feng An Yu raised his head and pointed towards the basketball court. The ball they used during the match earlier was still there. "You have a few minutes until my assistant arrives."
Ning Wei could not hide her surprise upon hearing Feng An Yu's words. She stared at him in disbelief, wondering if she had heard him correctly. A few seconds ago, it seemed as if this young master was not planning to help her. Did he change his mind?
"Pick up the ball and show me a few moves," Feng An Yu said. He turned to Ning Wei and saw that the person was staring at him. Feng An Yu raised a brow. "What? You're not up to it? That's fine." He touched his bag again, seemingly wanting to leave.
