Hearing this, He Jingyao looked at him deeply, his gaze dim: "Are you saying it's my fault?"
Huo Yanhui hurriedly shook his head: "That's not what I mean..."
"Or do you mean that you can solve this problem for me?" He Jingyao asked with a slight smile.
Huo Yanhui thought about it, then continued to shake his head with a mournful expression on his face.
"If that's the case, you don't need to worry about it," He Jingyao said coldly.
Huo Yanhui opened his mouth but in the end could only sigh and left the dining room.
In fact, he could guess that He Jingyao definitely had his own plans; if it were before, this man would have likely shared a thing or two with him.
But now, he had lost He Jingyao's trust, so he didn't plan to tell him anything.
Thinking of this, Huo Yanhui felt even more frustrated!
Why did he lose his mind yesterday!
...
After Huo Yanhui left, Uncle Li came in, topped up He Jingyao's coffee, and hesitated to speak.
