Chu Chen lowered his eyebrows and refused to move.
Xia Yu smiled, and her voice returned to its usual softness. "If he didn't stop you and let you recklessly steal my sister's lounge, he would really have enraged Brother Ziheng."
Xia Ling glared at them and breathed heavily but did not say a word.
"Ok, very good…" For a long time, she gritted her teeth and turned around to walk downstairs. She did not believe that she would not be able to find a phone!
After a few steps, she knocked into a person. He had a warm chest and was wearing a black silk-cotton shirt. The tip of her nose was throbbing after she bumped into him. A pair of warm and dry hands stabilized her. Above her, she could hear a low male voice. "What happened? Who bullied you?"
Xia Ling covered the tip of her nose as she looked up to see a familiar face. She almost wanted to cry.
"Ah Kun…" She blew her nose grievously. "Lend me your phone."
