“I will call you later.” Fu Zhengzheng hangs up the phone in a hurry. As she turns around to see Han Siqi’s expressionless face, she is startled, and immediately covers up smilingly, “It’s a friend of mine. We haven’t met for a long time, so we just called to greet.”

Han Siqi raises his eyebrows and says, “Oh? So you’ll call him later. Is it called mutual greetings?”

Realizing her slip of tongue, Fu Zhengzheng hastens to explain, “No, no, I ...