“Yes, everything goes well.”

“Good.”

Han Siqi hangs up the phone and notices that Fu Zhengzheng is staring at him. He jokes: “Are you so concerned about me?”

Humph, Fu Zhengzheng prevents herself from retorting involuntarily and asks tentatively: “Mr. Han, what makes you so happy?”

“Will you die if you don’t call me Mr. Han?” Han Siqi’s face darkens.

How can he change his expression so ...