Yang Ming sighed and picked up the phone. He didn't hide it from Lin Zhiyun, because this matter needed to be faced in the end. There was no use at all to escape.
"Mengyan..." Yang Ming picked up the phone.
"Yang Ming, what are you doing?" Chen Mengyan's tone sounded abnormally calm, but Yang Ming felt that it was unusual because it was too calm.
Logically, Chen Mengyan usually called him. Her tone was usually relaxed and even with a hint of coquetry, but today she wasn't.
Yang Ming hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth, "I'm with Lin Zhiyun..."
Apparently, at the moment Yang Ming spoke, Lin Zhiyun's hand which was holding his arm exerted abnormal force. Her nails dug into Yang Ming's flesh. Yang Ming gently stroked Lin Zhiyun's body and comforted her not to be nervous.
"Where?" Chen Mengyan continued to ask calmly.
"At Tavern Heaven on Earth." Yang Ming replied truthfully.
"..." Chen Mengyan was silent.
