Chapitre 1789: You Are on Your Own Now

"Well, it's that night. Didn't Qianqian run away from home? Afterward..." Fang Tongtong spoke ambiguously. "Mom, could you excuse yourself?"

Mrs. Fang thundered with rage when she heard that. "So, the two of you hooked up after Ye Qianqian ran out! Say something!"

Since Mrs. Fang's voice was rather loud, Fang Tongtong panicked. She immediately hung up the call and said, "Mom, nothing of that sort. You're thinking too much into this!"

"No?" Mrs. Fang stared at Fang Tongtong's phone. "Why did you hang up? Let that man speak to me. What's the meaning of this? He's two-timing, isn't he?"

"No, no!" Just when Fang Tongtong was about to explain, her phone began to ring again.

The two huge words, "Old Shen," flashed. Fang Tongtong clutched onto her phone and said, "Mom, it's none of your business. Get on with your work."

"No can do!"

Fang Tongtong bolted out with her phone in her hands and quickly disappeared.