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With a "click," An Ning ran out of Yu Jingchen's study as if escaping.
Yu Jingchen looked at the tightly closed door and sighed.
Does this girl have any idea how rough she's making things for him?
'Buzz buzz buzz...' The phone on the desk began to vibrate.
Yu Jingchen glanced at it and answered, "Hello."
"Yu Jingchen... you actually spread false news privately? Where are your morals, your principles?" An intriguing voice of questioning came from the other end of the phone.
Seated in his chair, Yu Jingchen tapped the desk lightly and chuckled coldly. "What's the matter? No beautiful woman to keep you company tonight, so you have the leisure to concern yourself with my every move late at night?"
The caller was none other than Xiao Qingyu, one of Yu Jingchen's close friends.
And the brother of Xiao Qingyao.