"I don't want to disturb your work! So..."

Gu Qianmeng looked at Qicheng in astonishment and was trying to find an excuse.

See Qicheng's face is still flat, the two thin and cool lip flaps, and then gently click, "Telephone, originally used to make a call!"

This fellow used her original words to refute her!

grinding his teeth, Gu Qianmeng turned sharply, stepped on slim high-heeled shoes and strode to the office.

Put out your cell phone in the depths of depression again!

Since the phone is going to be called sooner or later, it's better to grit your teeth and act decisively so as to avoid making Qicheng unhappy...