Jiang Moxi couldn't help but look at Fu Youhan again.
Seeing the sunlight illuminate the depths of his eyes, his ambiguous half-smile seemed to carry clear probing, making her instantly somewhat displeased.
She hadn't poked the hornet's nest that was Jhiang Heting today, so why did so many people want her to meet that old boy Jhiang Heting?
Jiang Moxi's displeasure was quite obvious, and assuming it was due to her overhearing the phone call, Fu Youhan casually tried to explain:
"When I pushed the door to enter just now, I happened to hear you on the phone. If you do want to meet him, I can help you arrange it..."
Fu Youhan said this because he had previously asked Chi Jing to help arrange for An Xueluo to go to Jhiang Heting's piano concert, which happened right in front of Jiang Moxi.
He was worried that Jiang Moxi would bear a grudge if she knew he arranged for others to meet Jhiang Heting but not her.
But clearly, his worries were somewhat redundant.
