"Then that's good." Xue Qin smiled as though a heavy burden had been lifted.
This phone call was a bit baffling, but unexpectedly, the two individuals reached a sort of consensus.
After hanging up the call, Zhou Yun put the script aside.
She glanced at the time, it was already half-past eleven.
She walked to the door of the study, and listened in—Song Chi was speaking.
It seemed the meeting hadn't concluded yet.
Zhou Yun didn't disturb Song Chi, she went to the bedroom to change her clothes, and just as she put on her sunglasses, Zheng Xiaojue's call came through.
She said she was downstairs.
Zhou Yun still had work to do, so she had to leave first.
She sent a message to Song Chi: Xiaoju and the others are waiting downstairs for me, I'll head out first.
Song Chi didn't reply immediately, and Zhou Yun guessed he probably didn't have the time to check his phone, so she changed her shoes and left the house.
