Song Bingyun smiled with satisfaction and said, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I have to get busy, so I'm hanging up if there's nothing else."
Tang Yi let out a sigh of relief, glad he reacted in time.
Still, the scare had caused him to break out in cold sweat.
He knew Song Bingyun's words were anything but careless; she must have sensed something was going on between himself and Zhang Lingyu.
A woman's sixth sense is really fucking accurate!
But can I really be blamed for that?
After thinking for a moment, Tang Yi suddenly noticed on the coffee table the medicinal diet he had prescribed for Song Bingyun to improve her health before he left that day.
He immediately understood that Song Bingyun, being busy with work every day, definitely wouldn't have the time to make it.
Luckily, Tang Yi had already prepared all kinds of ingredients in the kitchen, so he made a delicate set of three dishes and a soup, packed them into an insulated lunch box.