Song Xi's face darkened at once upon hearing this, and she retorted without courtesy, "How does my relationship with anyone concern you?"
The girl, hearing Song Xi talk to her without giving face, immediately looked even more displeased, but she was also aware that she might not necessarily be able to win if she started arguing with Song Xi.
After all, she had experienced Song Xi's sharp tongue just a couple of days ago through someone else.
However, she couldn't just let Song Qiao off so easily right now.
At that moment, Song Qiao's phone rang. She took out her phone, looked at the caller ID—it was Lu Jingchen—and without hesitating, she swiped to answer the call and put it to her ear.
Before she could speak, the man on the other end of the call immediately said, "I'm downstairs at your company. Come down!"
"Husband." As soon as Lu Jingchen's voice fell, Song Qiao spoke somewhat aggrievedly.
