She handed the phone to Yan Kejun, her face devoid of any expression.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Please check the phone and see if there's any problem. If there is, it can be addressed in time."
Evidently, Yan Kejun was also taken aback to meet her at the airport.
He came to his senses, checked the phone, and found no issues. He shook his head, "No problem."
"Alright then."
Song Yinyin nodded slightly and turned to leave.
But before she could take a step forward, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him, "Yinyin! Wait a minute!"
She turned back, looking at him distantly, "Mr. Yan, is there something else?"
"Well... It's such a rare coincidence to run into you at the airport. How about I invite you for a cup of coffee?"
"No need."
She said coldly, then turned and resumed her steps.
However, suddenly a little boy darted out from the restroom behind her, and Song Yinyin almost collided with him. She instinctively dodged but lost her balance instead.
