The call was connected in an instant.
As soon as the call went through, Xu Mingzhe immediately smiled and said, "Ruoxi, calling you at this hour, I hope I'm not interrupting your dinner?"
"No!" Qiu Ruoxi's voice was exceptionally cold, so cold it could freeze someone solid.
Even through the phone, Xu Mingzhe could still sense the soul-piercing chill hidden in Qiu Ruoxi's tone.
But Xu Mingzhe didn't hang up because of this. Instead, he continued, "That's good. There's something I'd like to discuss with you. Do you have time tomorrow?"
"Come to my company."
"Alright, I'll meet you at your company tomorrow at noon. It's been a while since I visited Brother Ye as well!" Xu Mingzhe replied with a hearty laugh.
"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up now."
"Alright, take care. See you tomorrow!"
Xu Mingzhe was long accustomed—perhaps entirely numb—to Qiu Ruoxi's icy attitude and did not take offense to it.
