Driving back to the Huayang Martial Arts School, Ye Fan had a chat with Lu Xiaoman.
Lu Xiaoman said apologetically, "Ye Fan, Xiaoman she..."
"Hehe, it's nothing." Ye Fan immediately waved his hand to interrupt Lu Xiaoman.
Lu Xiaoman gave a gentle smile and didn't say much. With her relationship with Ye Fan, being too polite would only create distance.
After talking for a while, Ye Fan left the office without disturbing Lu Xiaoman's work.
Finding a secluded spot, Ye Fan took out his phone to call Tantai Wanrong.
The call connected quickly, and Tantai Wanrong's noble and sweet voice came through, tinged with a hint of laughter, "Hehe, Little Fan, I guessed you would call around this time."
"Hehe, Aunt Wanrong, you've seen my embarrassing moment." Ye Fan said with an awkward laugh, "About what just happened at IFC..."
