With a "snap," Bo Yan hung up the phone.
Crazy, who cares if you keep her or not? After hanging up, Bo Yan looked at Xia Siyu sitting in the center of the living room.
She seemed to have something on her mind, drinking alone from her small cup, too lazy to pay attention to anyone approaching.
After all, Xia Siyu's bad temper was well-known, and no one thought her rudeness was out of line.
But Bo Yan had been paying attention to her all along; he certainly knew that Xia Siyu's condition today was very wrong.
Was it because of what happened just now when she left?
Bo Yan hesitated for a moment, someone came up to talk to him, but he ignored them and walked straight over to sit down by Xia Siyu's side.
Xia Siyu knew he was there, but she ignored him too, just sipping her drink from the glass in her hand.
Then a call came in, and she answered: "Hello? Brother Qin?"
