"Oh, I went to Minister Liu's office." Tang Yumeng smiled nonchalantly and said, "I won't be going to your lounge."
"Ah..." Lin Chuan looked baffled.
Tang Yumeng barely held back her laughter: "I need to hang up now, I have other things to handle."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Yumeng once again laughed so hard that she laid down on the desk, only daring to do so when the office was empty, and she could unrestrainedly express her emotions. Tang Yumeng laughed so hard that her stomach began to hurt; in her mind, she kept imagining Lin Chuan's expression. Was it surprise, shock, or just dumbfoundedness? She guessed his mouth was probably wide enough to fit a whole egg!
Tang Yumeng laughed until her face became flushed, she grabbed a tissue to wipe away the tears brimming in the corners of her eyes.
"Lin Chuan, you silly boy," Tang Yumeng said, shaking her head with a laugh.
