...
The phone rang.
Wen Ran took the opportunity to get away from someone.
Stepping back a few steps, she blinked, and apologized in a perfunctory manner, "Sorry, I... didn't do it on purpose."
A moment ago, she inadvertently bumped into Mo Xiuchen.
It seemed, she had collided with him rather forcefully.
Feeling guilty, she dared not look at Mo Ziye again, quickly pulled out her mobile phone, did not even clearly see the caller ID, and immediately pressed the answer button: "Hello!"
Beside her, Mo Xiuchen held his chin in one hand, watched her series of movements, and shook his head with amusement. This girl was truly scared of him just now.
Actually, it didn't hurt that much.
He was pretending to frighten her.
The call was from Bai Xiaoxiao.
"Ranran, your voice sounds a little strange, are you okay? Do you want to watch a live broadcast? If you want to watch, just accept the video call," she said.
