Xian Zihao's mouth twitched. Looking at Jiang Ruolan's expression, she did not agree with his way of revealing the truth.
Jiang Ruolan was about to speak when a melodious ringtone suddenly rang.
It was Xian Zihao's cell phone.
Jiang Ruolan quietly sighed in relief and sat back down. As she continued to rub the back of her head, she glanced at Xian Zihao at an angle that Qin Gengxin couldn't see.
Sure enough, his expression didn't look too good.
She was doing this for everyone's benefit. Escaping was not a solution. She understood that, but she really didn't want anything to happen. It wasn't like she hadn't seen Qin Gengxin's violent temper before.
"I'll take a call." Xian Zihao glanced at his cell phone, got up, and left. Before he left, he swept a glance at Jiang Ruolan with a profound expression, which caused her to lower her eyes and avoid his gaze quickly.
