Then President Li turned his head, holding a toothpick in his mouth, looking at Lu Yaobing with a pure and innocent expression.
But the corners of President Li's mouth couldn't help but rise.
Lu Yaobing's brain started to run quickly, thinking about how she could escape the situation.
Just as Lu Yaobing was at a loss and about to lose her temper, her phone rang.
Lu Yaobing picked it up; it was a number she didn't recognize.
"Sorry, I need to take a call!" Lu Yaobing said, grabbing the phone and walking out.
"Hey? Don't run away now!" Wang Fang called out from behind Lu Yaobing.
"Sorry about that!"
Lu Yaobing escaped, took a deep breath, and answered the call.
"Hello? Is this Miss Lu?" said a female voice on the other end.
"Yes, who is this?" Lu Yaobing asked.
