"Don't keep dangling in front of me. It annoys me!" Wen Zhanyan's mouth was relentless.
Yu Anwan was stunned. She could tell that Wen Zhanyan was concerned about her. She smiled and pinched the tip of Wen Zhanyan's nose.
"Thank you, Zhanyan. I'll accompany you again tomorrow, then?" Yu Anwan said with a smile.
Wen Zhanyan turned around, unwilling to be influenced by Yu Anwan. "I don't care. It's best if you don't come!"
"Alright, I'll come." Yu Anwan completely disregarded his response.
These words unintentionally made Wen Zhanyan's lips curl up, but it was only a momentary reaction. He maintained his serious expression.
Yu Anwan stood up. "Then I'll leave now. Rest early."
As she thought of something, Yu Anwan quickly wrote down her phone number on a nearby blank paper. "Feel free to call me anytime if you need anything. I'll answer."
"Who would want to call you!" Wen Zhanyan retorted with a stern face.
