Xiang Xiran took a deep look at Huo Jinnan, "My dad is here."
Huo Jinnan didn't respond.
Xiang Xiran, "Cheng Yang—"
Huo Jinnan's eyes were cold, "Mr. Fu."
Xiang Xiran smiled, "Don't forget we're pretending to be a couple for this mission."
Huo Jinnan, "This is private."
Xiang Xiran, "Even in private, you need to be cautious."
Huo Jinnan's eyes were devoid of warmth, "Then try calling me again."
Xiang Xiran glanced at his expression, recalling the scene that night, and ultimately decided not to call again. She didn't want to embarrass herself.
Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette, took a drag, and saw Xiang Xiran turn away. He then followed her.
Once in a separate room, Huo Jinnan entered and saw the man opposite.
The man looked at Xiang Xiran, "You can leave now."
Xiang Xiran left the room, closed the door, returned to her own room, lay on the bed, and scrolled through Tata's Weibo. Her dad must have seen it too, but what kind of explanation did Huo Jinnan give him?
