It means there's a red fruit over the scar!
In his mind, Qin Chaoyu was smiling, shaking his head as he looked at Ye Fengsheng.
The timing was neither too early nor too late. Just as she shook her head, her phone in the living room rang. Before she could get up, Ye Fengsheng went to pick it up and handed it to Qin Chaoyu. Qin Chaoyu just looked at the caller ID and refused to answer directly.
Qin Chaoyu, who had put down the phone, climbed out of bed, hiding her beautiful body in a bag, carefully observing the lingering sadness in Ye Fengsheng's eyes, then looked at Ye Fengsheng with hopeful eyes: "Mr. Ye, I'm tired. Now, I want to make a box. Shall we relax after dinner?"
This is the dinner between me and Ye Fengsheng! This is the first date!
Ye Fengsheng tried to respond. Qin Chaoyu's phone rang again. Before she could speak, she hung up the call. Ye Fengsheng had already said: "Handle this matter first. It should be an emergency."
