Just a Puppet

This indirect test had cooled Lu Chen's heart by half.

He held the phone and froze. It was as if he could see his beloved person being held by the fucking Bao Shijie's hand with an ambiguous and warm appearance. He even suspected that the evening arrangements mentioned by Fu Jie was related to Bao Shijie.

When he wanted to speak again, the other party had already hung up.

Lu Chen was shocked by the sound of the phone being hung up. It was as if the sound of a great alarm was set off for their love.

Sitting in front of his desk, Lu Chen felt weak all over. There was a special kind of pressure coming from his body that couldn't be removed. Tao Fei walked lightly to his side, as if she had easily seen through his thoughts. She asked with concern, What's wrong, Director Lu?

Lu Chen shook his head and picked up the cup of tea on the table.