The young man was utterly shocked by hearing Han Qingshan's words. He had many things he had wanted to say, many stories he had wanted to spin about the young lover of Han Qingshan, but never would he have thought that this young master was so faithful towards his girlfriend, that he would trust her completely.
Seeing him stunned, Han Qingshan did not wait for him to recover and went back towards the car. He got in and drove out of the parking lot without a second glance at the young man.
As soon as Han Qingshan had left, the young man gritted his teeth as he fished his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number that he had not saved in contacts.
"Hello?" A lazy, decadent voice resounded on the other end of the phone, and the young man quickly relayed what Han Qingshan had said to him.
"So he has that much trust in his girlfriend? This will be troublesome then."
