But no one answered his call, which frustrated Ye Xingguang. Grandpa Zhuo, aren't you spoiling me? Don't let me down. Otherwise, the President will lock me up. I'm so pitiful!
Qin Yao brought a chair over, "Mr Yanbei, please sit."
Yanbei nodded and as soon as he sat down, Qin Yao said "Miss Ye, haven't been able to make the call yet? Stop pretending."
"Who's pretending? Grandpa Zhuo must be busy and didn't hear his phone ringing. He didn't usually like to carry his phone around. Maybe he went fishing and left his phone at home. Let me try again."
But when Ye Xingguang made the call again, nobody answered it.
Qin Yao poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yanbei.
After taking a few sips of tea, Yanbei looked at Ye Xingguang.
In a panic, Ye Xingguang tried to make a WeChat call to Uncle Li, who often accompanied Grandpa Zhuo fishing. Maybe they were together at the moment.
This time, the call was quickly answered.
