Chen Jiashu snatched the phone away and immediately hung up.
This was beyond humiliating.
Han Ziqing said, "He's fine. Don't worry."
Of course Chen Jiashu knew Song Shi'an was fine.
It was too embarrassing. He even started stammering. "I... I should probably go upstairs first..."
Right now, he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it!!!
Aaaah!!!
This was too awkward.
"Aunt Zhao has nearly finished preparing everything. She said you slept all day and should at least move around a little." Han Ziqing took his hand and did not let Chen Jiashu leave.
Fortunately, they did not continue discussing that topic.
Chen Jiashu quietly breathed a small sigh of relief.
"Feng Ruoyan's situation has already been dealt with, but don't go wandering around recklessly. She has quite a lot of fans. If someone gets carried away and wants to hurt you..." Han Ziqing reminded him.
"Okay." Chen Jiashu nodded.
Other than work, he was usually quite a homebody anyway. It made little difference to him.
After dinner, Chen Jiashu took a walk around the villa. It was fully furnished and had practically everything.
His phone chimed.
When he opened it, he found a message from Song Shi'an.
Song Shi'an: [I'm with Mingyu. I'm fine.]
When it was just the two of them, Chen Jiashu was no longer embarrassed. He boldly replied, [Are you done?]
Song Shi'an was silent for a long time before slowly typing out a reply. [You could tell?]
Chen Jiashu: [It's not like I'm deaf. I called you and no one answered. I was worried sick! Then Han Ziqing called your man, and the moment I heard your voice, I figured it out. I was mortified! I nearly wanted to crawl into a hole!]
Song Shi'an replied awkwardly: [I... I might have