She couldn't help but feel relieved that her phone wasn't on her; otherwise, answering that call just now, who knows what Ding Minghui might have thought about her.
Returning to the private room, Shen Qinglan and Shen Junyu were both quietly eating. Fang Tong sat down, and Shen Qinglan passed a bowl of soup to her.
"Just now, I noticed you didn't eat much. Have a bowl of soup first; it's good."
Fang Tong smiled and thanked her, but there was no smile in her eyes. Her mind still involuntarily returned to the scene she had witnessed just moments ago.
She mechanically sipped the soup. Shen Qinglan and Shen Junyu both noticed she was distracted, exchanging glances that carried the same confusion.
Looking at the absent-minded Fang Tong, Shen Qinglan thought for a moment and then spoke up, "Brother, has your company been very busy lately?"