"Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I had no idea. You should know Cencen's temperament— if you go to find her, even if you do, she won't come back with you. She won't change her decisions before she finishes what she's determined to do. Mr. Huo, give each other some time; Cencen can't bear any more hurt," said Xi Yan. Although she also wished for the lovers to be united, in this situation, she chose to keep her friend's secrets.
Huo Jingtang waved his hand at Xi Yan, leaned back in his chair, lifted his hand to rub his brow.
To create such news to make him compromise? Absolutely impossible!
Huo Jingtang's slender fingertips massaged his brow as he picked up his phone and called Qiao Lengyou.
The urgent ringing woke Qiao Lengyou, who grabbed his phone to see that it was Huo Jingtang calling. His finger slid across the screen, and he answered, "Jingtang, are you looking for me?"
