After an Yan heard this, a deep look flashed in his eyes.
he didn't say anything and just listened.
Perhaps it was because of his intuition, but when Su Xun heard that there was no response from the other end of the line, he was about to say something more urgently. However, when he heard the sound of breathing from the other end, Su Xun suddenly stopped talking.
It was stuck in his throat.
Su Xun was standing at the entrance of Xiao Yezi's small villa. A car was parked by the side, but he had been waiting outside with an umbrella. When he heard the breathing from the other side, he felt as if the blood in his body had frozen.
Because that breathing sound did not belong to Xiao Yezi.
He called Xiao Yezi several times, but she didn't pick up. However, this time, it was a hard call. He could almost immediately feel that it was a man.
His breathing was slow and regular.
it was the man who had come to pick her up today.
