Qiao Nian casually picked it up. Her voice was hoarse from sleep deprivation. "Hello."
Ye Wangchuan saw that she was answering a call and waited.
On the other end of the call, Feng Yu did not know what to say. The girl changed her posture and sat down. She crossed her legs and said with a serious expression, "I just got up. I found it. Wait for me. I'll immediately send it to you."
Found it?
Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the black leather notebook in her hand.
The notebook was about the size of a palm. It was tightly fastened with a leather clasp. If one did not open it, they would not be able to tell what was inside.
He had just retracted his gaze when the girl's clear voice sounded again. "Okay, I'll hang up first."
Qiao Nian hung up. Then, she undid the leather buckle and opened the notebook…
She had no intention of hiding it the entire time.
She openly displayed the contents of the notebook.
