Hao Yuan's response was a bit sarcastic, but his handsome face didn't show any annoying expression. Rather, it revealed just the right amount of jealousy and envy, which made him seem more approachable and familiar.
She chuckled awkwardly and didn't pay any more attention to Hao Yuan.
Dias was staying not far away, seemingly very well-behaved. If you knew that his acupuncture points had been pressed by Mo Liancheng again, it would not be surprising. Otherwise, Mo Liancheng wouldn't be at ease letting someone into the bathroom alone.
Morning turned into noon, and noon into afternoon.
Still, no phone call.
Qu Tan'er frowned, and her gaze drifting toward Dias grew more irritable, "Mr. Dias, make a call to your men in the United States and ask about the situation. It's best if they call once every hour."
"Yes." Dias complied.
