At Point Blank Range

Feng Xinying's phone was kept on the table when she saw that a message had come. As soon as it pinged, Xie Yuansheng picked it up. She looked at him with a frown and said politely, "Could you please give me my phone? It seems I just got a text message…"

Xie Yuansheng stood from his seat, collected his wallet and holding her hand, he walked out of the office saying, "Yingying, what's the hurry? I want to talk to you. You can check your phone later." Xie Yuansheng was afraid that she might have received the same message as he did. Although it was a remote possibility, but then there was a chance…