Back at the hotel, Ye Xiong was getting ready to work when the phone rang.
Looking at the familiar number, he hesitated a bit.
The call was from Yang Xinyi.
"President Yang, calling me so early in the morning, could it be that you regret divorcing me and want to remarry?" Ye Xiong answered the phone and joked heartlessly.
On the other end, there was a long silence before Yang Xinyi's voice came through.
"You drank a lot last night, and out of friend's concern, I'm calling to inquire. Don't overthink it," said Yang Xinyi's voice, neither warm nor cold, not revealing any particular attitude.
"Friend?" When he heard those two words, Ye Xiong's mouth curled into a bitter smile.
"Don't drink so much in the future. Don't think that just because nobody's watching, you can mess around," Yang Xinyi advised.
"I felt a bit uncomfortable after divorcing you yesterday; I just needed to let off steam, and then I was fine," Ye Xiong spoke his mind.
