She was sleeping soundly, but her little face was tense and did not relax. It seemed that she had really been wronged. Lu An reached out to smooth her brows, then walked out of the bedroom with his phone. He carefully closed the door without making a sound.
He quickly pressed a string of numbers, put the phone to his ear, went downstairs, and waited for the other party to pick up.
At eleven o'clock at night, Xie He's phone rang. When she saw the caller ID on the screen, she had an inexplicable bad feeling. When she picked up the phone, she heard Lu An's angry voice: "Xie He."
"What's wrong?"
"What do you think?" Lu An's tone was unfriendly. "You did this, and now you're asking me what's wrong?"
Actually, he did not know anything. He just had a hunch that Jin Nian's unhappiness had something to do with Xie He, so he goaded her. If Xie He had not done anything, she would not have panicked.
