"This..." Zhou Tao became embarrassed, "Please hold on a moment."
He pushed open the door to the conference room, and tiptoed over to Mu Tianye, handing him the phone.
The man frowned in displeasure, "Didn't you see I'm in a meeting?"
It wasn't as if he had been with him for just a day or two; didn't he know his rule that no one is allowed to answer the phone during meetings?
Zhou Tao didn't say anything, but simply turned the phone screen toward him.
Seeing the word "Wife" on it, Mu Tianye's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to take the phone.
"What's up?"
That question was already full of concern.
Zhou Tao breathed a sigh of relief in secret.
Indeed, was it not just that his call had to be taken?
"Sorry, I... I didn't know you were in a meeting."
"I'm not blaming you. What is it?"
"A friend invited me to dinner. Can I go?"