Xu Zhiye tugged at the corners of his mouth, well aware that Xia Weiyi was lying, but he chose not to point it out. Instead, he simply pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it.
As Xia Weiyi smelled the smoke, she turned her head and frowned. Xu Zhiye promptly crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, coughed lightly twice, leaned forward slightly, and picked a new topic to carry on the conversation.
"Yiyi, where did you go to have fun today? Why didn't you answer my calls? I called you several times just now. I was worried something might have happened to you."
Upon hearing this, Xia Weiyi pulled out her phone, looked down, and indeed saw several missed calls at the exact times she had been with Ye Che at the performance theater.
She tossed her phone back in her bag, saw the worried look on Xu Zhiye's face, her eyes flickered, and she skirted around his stare, saying, "Just now… I was with Ye Che."
