The bathroom door was pushed open, and Bo Tingshen took the cellphone from her ear, "Is something wrong?"
"Tingshen, you, you and Ye Xian, you two..."
Ye Xian couldn't hear anymore what Shangguan Yunli was saying, only to see that five seconds later, Bo Tingshen hung up the phone and calmly stated before doing so, "It's exactly what you're thinking."
Ye Xian: "?"
'Du----' the phone call was disconnected.
Shangguan Yunli stared at his phone, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
It's exactly what he was thinking?
Had Tingshen bent?
The other party was Ye Xian?
How could it be... how could it not be possible?
From the beginning, he should have noticed the signs. Half a year ago, Tingshen returned to the country; aside from the group's future development strategy focusing back on domestic efforts, he had another important goal: to deal with the ailing 18th line "small star" Ye Xian who had been clinging to Jiang Wanze.
