Undoubtedly, the man Lu Jingchen referred to was none other than Ji Sifan.
If she couldn't detect the sarcasm in his tone, then it would really mean she was lacking in intelligence.
Her encounter with Ji Sifan was completely unexpected, and she hadn't thought there would be this meal at all before meeting him. So how did this man know about it?
Clenching her hand on the windowsill, she looked out at the traffic and the crowd, then spoke with certainty, "Lu Jingchen, did you have someone follow me?"
"Heh," the man on the other end of the phone let out a cold sneer, with an increasingly undisguised tone of mockery, as if to laugh it off, "Mrs. Lu, I don't have the spare time to have someone follow you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone the next second, as though he didn't even want to spend an extra moment talking to her.
