"What nonsense are you talking about? You're leaving, how can I not see you off? Just wait, I'm on my way. I'm the child's godmother, how can I not go see the child? Alright, I'm hanging up now, I'll be there soon."
Jian Yanyan hung up the phone and immediately changed her shoes, completely ignoring Shen Mingfeng who walked in.
"Yanyan, where are you going?" Shen Mingfeng asked, holding her wrist.
"Out." She replied coolly.
"Yanyan, I have something to say to you." Shen Mingfeng tightened his grip on her wrist.
Jian Yanyan reached out with her other hand to pry open the hand holding her wrist and stared at him closely, asking, "What do you want to say?"
"I..." Shen Mingfeng suddenly lost the courage to speak.
Jian Yanyan smiled at him gently, then turned to walk back into the room, took out a stack of documents from the drawer, and handed it to him, "Is it about this?"
"Yanyan, listen to me." Shen Mingfeng said urgently.
