C968 Who Knew What This Woman Wanted to Do

When Ann Ruoqiu went downstairs, Lee Qingzong's phone rang. Ann Ruoqiu frowned when she saw Lee Qingzong take out his phone. She thought that it was probably the fake Chen Qinyi.

"Hello. . . What is it?" Lee Qingzong was getting more and more impatient with the fake Chen Qinyi. His tone was full of impatience.

"You. . . You are not coming back for dinner tonight