She bit the lower flap of her red lips and hurriedly nodded. "Y-Yes!"
Only then did his finger slide across the screen to pick up the call. He even turned it into speaker mode.
There was no way he would give her the chance to play tricks—hence, putting it on speaker. He wanted to hear for himself just what they had to say!
"F-Fourth uncle!"
Mu Lianjue's voice rang from the other end. "Where's the child?"
"He's already in the car! I'm now on my way…"
Her voice still faintly sounded fearful.
As an astute person, the man had gotten a little wary. "What's wrong with your voice? It sounds weird."
Mu Yichen pressed the muzzle a little harder against her temple.
She curbed her urge to scream, deeply aware that, if she screamed, even if the boy did not shoot her to death, he would surely break several of her bones!
