At that moment, Xiang Yimo's phone rang again.
It was Wang Shan calling from the car outside the villa, waiting for him.
"Mr. Xiang, the banquet will start in ten minutes. Even if we head over now, we'll be late. May I ask what made you come back so suddenly?" Wang Shan's voice sounded very anxious.
Zhong Lingling glanced at the clock; it was almost seven o'clock—the thank-you banquet was scheduled for seven in the evening.
"Understood!" Xiang Yimo finished speaking and hung up the phone.
"Mr. Xiang, you should go ahead. I'm fine!"
At that moment, Zhong Lingling just wanted to be alone in silence!
She tried to convince herself that none of what had just happened was real, and that Xiang Yimo had not witnessed her embarrassing moment.
Xiang Yimo stood up and walked out of the room.
Zhong Lingling let out a sigh of relief, thinking that Xiang Yimo was truly heading to the banquet this time.
