Xu Wei hung up the call.
Lu Yumo opened his WeChat, and his eyes widened in shock when he saw the message that Fu Zhi had "accidentally" sent.
He then sent a message back to her. "What the hell are you doing?"
After about six seconds, Fu Zhi replied, "Breathing."
She typed very fast. Before Lu Yumo could reply, she responded to his previous message and rejected his invitation to go out by saying, "You're going to have your legs amputated, so I guess you shouldn't run around so much."
Lu Yumo was speechless.
Fu Zhi had totally wrested his words out of their original meaning. His face turned red. Just as he was about to say something, Fu Zhi saw the word "typing…" on the WeChat interface and interjected. "I'm sorry, but my phone is left with 100% battery health, so I have to go now."
Lu Yumo was left speechless once more.
