Li Fengchang stood still, and even someone as composed as he was found himself stunned for several seconds.
"Li Fengchang..." Mi Shen clutched the blanket, her face so red it felt like it was about to boil.
She really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and forget about her face, which felt like it had been lost to the ends of the earth...
It was only now that Li Fengchang finally reacted, stealing a glance at her flushed little face before he expressionlessly turned and left.
The moment he shut the door behind him, he heard her wail of despair, and despite himself, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
Without lingering at the door, he strode towards the kitchen and picked up his phone, dialing Chu Jinzhao's number...
At that moment, Chu Jinzhao was hurriedly getting dressed. He didn't even have time to comb his hair before he left, and just as he reversed his car out of his garage, his phone rang.
"Stop rushing me, I'm on my way..."