An unknown number greeted her sight. She was about to ask who it was, but he handed the phone to her and said softly, "It's for you."
Xi Xiaye's brows raised, then she muttered, "You're acting crazy."
She reached out to take over the phone and answer, it."Hello?"
When he heard her voice, a muffled voice which was affected by gloom mumbled quickly, "Xiaye, it's me..."
Recognizing his voice, Xi Xiaye frowned. Her body tensed up and a while after, she said, "Why are you calling?"
"The thing that you got someone to bring me... I've seen it... I want to talk to you..." Han Yifeng's low voice came through with a hint of disappointment and frustration.
Xi Xiaye leaned against Mu Yuchen and sat down. "The things I brought you have no other meaning. I just wanted to do it for myself. Besides, however you see them is your problem."
"Xiaye, I also..."
