Seeing that Tian Bingbing couldn't stop him and Tian Guangjin was about to pull open the wardrobe door, Zhang Bin, who was squatting inside, was so frantic smoke could have been coming out of his ears.
He really didn't want to be caught like this. He hadn't done anything yet, hadn't even managed to steal a kiss, and now he was being falsely accused. It would be a raw deal.
In his desperation, he came up with a brilliant idea and immediately dialed Tian Guangjin's number in his mind.
Consequently, Tian Guangjin's phone began to ring.
"Dad, your phone," Tian Bingbing said, trying to get his attention.
To her, this call was like a life-saving straw to a drowning person.
"I'm not answering anyone's calls. Step aside and let him come out," Tian Guangjin said, fuming.
"Maybe it's Xiao Bin calling?" Tian Bingbing lied through her teeth, just trying to buy a little more time.
