บท 1856: You Dropped Something

Shen Zhilie was holding the phone to his ear, but Ye Qianqian could hear the voice especially clearly.

Ye Qianqian picked up the bread, took a bite out of it, and didn't speak a word. Shen Zhilie took a look at Ye Qianqian, then stood up and walked to the balcony.

Ye Qianqian looked at him with a feeling of guilt in her heart. Was she being a little selfish? Knowing that Shen Zhilie's grandmother didn't like her, she still wanted to be with Shen Zhilie.

But Shen Zhilie's parents seemed to have had a pretty good impression of her...

Ye Qianqian felt a little torn inside. Watching Shen Zhilie struggling on the phone, a helpless look on his face, she took a sip of milk and stood up.

Shen Zhilie looked at Ye Qianqian with a puzzled face. Instead of walking to him, Ye Qianqian picked up her bag and hung it on her shoulder. "I'm going to work," she said.

"You haven't finished your breakfast yet."