"Sorry, Ms. Yan!"
Qin Yu was very embarrassed.
The beautiful lady boss was about to speak with her husband about divorce—it was such a serious and solemn occasion—why did his cell phone have to cause trouble now?
"You go out first! Wait for me in the car!"
Yan Mingyu waved her hand.
What if Qin Yu's phone rang again, the lawyer wouldn't be able to communicate properly with that jerk.
"Yes, Ms. Yan!"
Qin Yu quickly closed the door and walked out of the office.
He also turned the volume of his phone down to the lowest, held it in his hand, and didn't answer the call until he reached the bustling street: "Hello?"
"Hello...."
The voice on the other end of the line was very polite: "Is this Mr. Qin..... it's too noisy where you are.... can you find a quieter place so we can talk....."
"I'm in the middle of something right now. I'll call you back later!"
Yan Mingyu had told Qin Yu to wait for her in the car, so he definitely wouldn't go anywhere else.