"Why don't you take the call?" If you decided to let him go with just a warning, why are you dragging this on and making him unhappier?
Yun Xiangxiang didn't think Song Mian was one to drag things out.
"You will know why soon." Song Mian kissed Yun Xiangxiang.
"Xiangxiang!" Before Yun Xiangxiang could say anything, Song Meng called her loudly from outside.
Yun Xiangxiang trotted outside and met Song Meng at the door, and Song Meng gave Yun Xiangxiang her phone. "Your phone rang a few times, and there's no caller ID shown, so it must be someone here. I don't think it's a wrong number, so they are probably in a hurry."
Yun Xiangxiang took her phone and looked at the screen, as the "Lotus of the Buddha"—her ringtone—played. She looked at Song Mian.
