She glanced at the phone—it was the one with his private line.
Without a second thought, she yelled at the bathroom. "Yan Rusheng, your phone is ringing!"
"Answer it."
Yan Rusheng promptly told Xuxu to pick up the call without even verifying the caller's identity.
Xuxu replied back with a "Yes" and walked over to the sofa. Ming Ansheng was on the other line.
The instant she saw the familiar name, she picked up the phone without any hesitation. She said naturally, "Young Master Ming."
There was a dead silence for a few seconds before Ming Ansheng replied, "Xuxu?"
Xuxu interpreted it as him asking for Yan Rusheng's whereabouts. She said, "Yan Rusheng is in the shower."
"Oh, seems like you're… co-existing quite well with Third Yan."
Ming Ansheng sounded both curious and doubtful.
Xuxu lightly brushed off his question. "Young Master Ming, thank you for showing concern for your old classmate despite your hectic schedule."
