For the tenth time in his day, Jun Muyang had checked his phone without intending to. And each time he did not get to see what he wanted, he threw it away and cursed.
Wenzhe was trying so hard to ignore his curiosity but the desire for gossip was slowly winning over the sensibility to keep his mouth shut.
"Is there a problem young master? Are you expecting a call from anyone?"
Immediately after asking, he wanted to sew his mouth shut because Jun Muyang was glaring at him so fiercely.
"Why hasn't she called?"
"Huh." A confused Wenzhe replied.
"Why hasn't Chi Lian called me yet?"
"Are you referring to your neighbor?"
"Yes." he responded through clenched teeth. "She said she could get my personal number on her own and then call me. So why hasn't she called?"
"Umm-maybe she is busy." Wenzhe replied in a squeaky voice.
