After returning to his residence, Yue Qing's expression darkened. After a long while, he took the initiative to dial a number.
This was the first time Yue Qing had called him.
He was...
"Who are you?" Blake's voice came from the other end of the phone. Even when he picked up the call, there was thick killing intent.
If the other party did not give him a satisfactory answer, he would directly make a move.
Yue Qing replied, "I'm Yue Qing."
Blake's phone fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and Yue Qing felt his eardrums vibrate.
It was really uncomfortable.
Yue Qing moved his phone away a little. "Mr. Blake? Is it convenient to talk?"
"Yes, it's very convenient!" Blake seemed to be very flustered, and there was almost no change in his appearance from Yue Qing's memory.
Yue Qing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Even if Blake had lost his memory, it was still the same for him.
