The ringing phone in Xia Yangyang's bag was the cause.
Gu Zhaohan frowned and had no intention of answering it.
But the phone rang twice in a row.
In the end, Gu Zhaohan still opened Xia Yangyang's bag.
He took out the phone.
The caller ID showed a string of numbers.
But Gu Zhaohan clearly knew, it was Gu Qichen's number.
Xia Yangyang hadn't saved Gu Qichen's contact.
Or perhaps she was already so familiar with it in her heart that there was no need for a label.
The phone continued to vibrate relentlessly.
Gu Zhaohan hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he answered the call.
"Where are you? When are you coming back?" Gu Qichen's voice came through the phone.
Gu Zhaohan was silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Uncle, it's me."
There seemed to be silence on the other end as well.
Gu Zhaohan could even imagine Gu Qichen's frowning face.
After a while, Gu Qichen finally spoke, "Why do you have Yangyang's phone, and where is she?"
