Huo Weining hung up the phone with an extremely unsightly expression, somber with a hint of darkness, frustrated that something so simple had completely fallen through, infuriating her beyond words.
She had not anticipated that woman's sharp instincts, indeed worthy of being Huangfu Zheng's woman.
Her eyes narrowed briefly, and she let out a cold laugh. So what if that woman managed to evade today's trap? Huo Weining refused to believe she could dodge the next one.
At that moment, her phone began to ring, displaying Li Xinyu's number—that foolish woman's. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she promptly answered, "Li Xinyu, what's the matter?"
"Weining, well... Liu Xiaoxiao turned down my invitation," Li Xinyu reported, her voice tinged with uncertainty. She had botched a task entrusted to her by Huo Weining and wondered if Huo was angry.
Her heart grew more resentful towards Liu Xiaoxiao. Hadn't they been on good terms just before? Why the sudden distance?
