Xia Ye Zhao didn't want to hear it anymore, how could Ye Jun Qing know so much about her life? As a big brother, he couldn't bear it, because he himself was clueless. Xia Ye Zhao's tone was bad, his voice especially heavy: "I got it!"
"Also..."
"Beep beep."
Xia Ye Zhao hung up the call directly, not wanting to listen any further, out of jealousy.
But for his younger sister's sake, he couldn't ignore Ye Jun Qing's "also". He opened WeChat, found Ye Jun Qing, and sent him a message: "Tell me over WeChat."
Xia Ye Zhao thought his ears were finally at peace, but little did he know, Ye Jun Qing sent him more than a dozen voice messages one after another.
Each voice message ended because it surpassed 60 seconds, so he had to stop and start another one to continue reminding him of things to note.
After listening, Xia Ye Zhao felt terrible.
