Ye Fanxing looked at her phone, which she had labeled him as Mr. Y in her contacts.
She had always thought that he was unique in this world, solely belonging to her.
But now, she started to have doubts about this belief.
He was such a high-status individual, did he truly, truly belong to her?
Ye Fanxing zoned out for a moment, coming back to reality to find that her phone call had already disconnected.
Not long after, another call came through, Fu Jingyu had dialed her number again.
Ye Fanxing stood up, heading outside to answer the phone.
She didn't rush to speak, Fu Jingyu's soft voice came from the other end, "I've reached the place where you are having dinner, where are you all?"
Only having finished his work did he find out that, surprisingly, Ye Fanxing was also having dinner here.