After Song Qingyang left the Song Mansion, the car sped down the road at an incredible pace.
Her phone rang just then; she glanced at it—her father was calling.
She frowned, not wanting to answer, but if she didn't, he'd call again...
Turn off the phone? Ha! She didn't want to be locked up again!
She picked up the phone and responded coolly, "Hello."
On the other end, Shi Yuanbo's voice came through as Song Zhongming said, "Qingyang, where are you? Hurry back!"
Song Qingyang furrowed her brows more deeply and said, "I'm out, I arranged to have dinner with friends, tonight it might be..."
"Cancel it..." Song Zhongming interrupted her directly and said, "You come back right now; Yu Dou is coming to Nanshan Residence for dinner tonight, he's already on the way and might arrive soon, you'd better not give me trouble at this moment!"
Song Qingyang's face immediately soured; speaking of Yu Dou, her expression couldn't possibly be good either.
