Soon, Xiao Yi didn't send a message but directly made a voice call instead.
Ye Zhenzhen handed the phone to Xiao Chen, "Here you go, it's Uncle Xiao Yi's call."
"Xiao Yi brother!" Xiao Chen excitedly called out, still using 'brother'.
He realized it himself and quickly corrected, "Uncle Xiao Yi!"
"Good boy, Xiao Chen!"
Xiao Yi's voice, slightly lazy, came from the other end of the phone.
Shu Siyu's eyes widened with excitement – that really was Xiao Yi's voice!
He pursed his lips, not allowing himself to make a sound from the excitement.
"Uncle, I received your autographed photo, thank you! It's just..." Xiao Chen's tone carried a hint of regret.
Xiao Yi followed the little guy's words, "You're welcome, what about 'just'?"
As he asked this, Xiao Yi hid the call screen, clicked into his Moments to check, and saw that the photo of the persimmon he posted was still there from yesterday.
