Fu Jin took out his phone and called Jiang Jingchen. The call went through.
"Jiang Jingchen, did you lock the door?"
"Weren't you the one who locked the door? I just did the same when I left."
Fu Jin cursed in a low voice, "Jiang Jingchen, I locked the door earlier because I went to look for Fang Han. I wanted her to help you!"
"Oh, I locked the door so that you two could have some sweet time inside. You're welcome."
"Thank you my as*."
Fu Jin was so angry that he cursed. "The toilet is dirty and smelly. There's no sweetness in it. Jiang Jingchen, you..."
Before he could finish his scolding, the phone vibrated and a woman's crisp voice sounded. "You're thanking the wrong person!"
"You can thank me anyway. Also, sweetness is made. Fu Jin, you were the one who didn't open the door. How can you blame us for not opening the door for you?"
"..."
There was no way to communicate, so Fu Jin hung up the phone.