Mo Yanchen looked at the unfamiliar number. Shen chengjing was not saved, so she must be someone insignificant.
"Yes, what's the matter?" Mo Yancheng was looking at some documents while signing his name. The voice on the other end of the phone sounded familiar and uncomfortable, but he could not remember who it was.
"May I ask who you are to her?" Shen ziqian was unwilling to give up and insisted on getting to the bottom of it.
"Uncle, give me an Apple." Shen chengjing dried her hair and saw that he was on the phone. She called out to him greedily.
"Your phone." Mo Yanchen passed the fruits to her and returned her phone to her.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with him picking up her call. Even when his phone rang, she would pick it up. That was why they had formed this habit.
"Hello, who's this?" She didn't look at it and just listened. She took a bite of the Apple.
