"What is it?" Mu Liang's eyebrows were lifted in a trace of impatience, and Qiao Xia suddenly lost the courage to tell him she was pregnant.
He was so impatient, would he believe her if she said she was pregnant?
"Last night, I called you, didn't you get it?"
"No," Mu Liang replied swiftly and decisively, with extreme indifference.
"I see." Then who answered the phone?
Mu Liang became even more impatient, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, my time is very precious."
Qiao Xia's mouth opened and closed, and she spoke with some difficulty, "Ah Liang, can we meet, please?"
She even pleaded.
Mu Liang frowned and looked at her coldly, "I'm in Rome, I don't have time to meet you."
So, he had gone to Rome. She had been foolishly waiting for him in the country, foolishly looking for him. He was not avoiding her deliberately; it turns out he found it uncomfortable even to be in the same space as her.
