Mo Dong left in a hurry and in a sorry state.
Ye Wangchuan finally looked up at his stumbling figure. He put his hand to his lips and raised his eyebrows. Then, he looked at the girl and asked, "What did you do to Mo Dong?"
"Who?" This was the first time Qiao Nian had heard of this name.
"Mo Dong." He guessed that she didn't know who it was, so he patiently explained to her, "It's the person you saw in Rhine previously."
After his reminder, Qiao Nian finally remembered this person.
She rested her chin on her hand and lowered her eyes lazily. She hummed and asked, "What's his phone number?"
"Huh?"
Although he did not understand what she meant at first, he still quickly said a string of numbers.
It was not that he had memorized Mo Dong's phone number, but he had a good memory and could basically remember everything after seeing it once.
