132 Hold Hands and Sing

Qian Meng's phone rang and she looked at the screen. She didn't feel the smile on her lips but Bai Yu saw it clearly. 

She picked it up. "Hey," she said quickly. 

Her voice softened and Mr. Bai placed a hand over his mouth so she couldn't see him chuckling.

"Hey, are you in your office still? Done with your meeting?" Mo Qingchen asked from the other side.

"I am in a personal meeting. Why?" she asked, confused. "When are you sending the agreement over?"

"I am coming out of my office building right now. I should arrive in a few minutes," he announced. 

"You're coming yourself?" Qian Meng asked, her voice rising in surprise. 

"Yes. If it's a personal meeting, it won't matter if I intruded. Who is it, though?" he asked. She could hear the curiosity in his voice. 

"It's Mr. Bai," she said in a low voice. 

"Your ex-fiancé's father? Are you holding hands and singing about a relationship lost?" he made the biting remark.