"So who won then?" Xia Yiwan asked hastily.
Mu Cangkong lifted his swollen eyelid and gave her a squinty look: "You think I would still be standing here if I lost?"
"..." Xia Yiwan became worried for Si Mo.
"Alright, since he's back, everything is fine." Qin Ruo'an happily huddled over to Mu Cangkong, taking out her phone: "I'm going to send this momentous occasion to Bingbing. She'll definitely crack up laughing."
"Mommy!" Mu Cangkong cried out, feebly shielding his face with his hand.
From the side, Pu Junyan handed his phone to Xia Yiwan: "You should give Si Mo a call."
Xia Yiwan hadn't charged her phone last night, and she couldn't contact him today since she didn't bring her phone with her.
Xia Yiwan took a look, receiving the phone and turned the corner into the bedroom to call Si Mo.
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Si Mo tightly pressed his lips together, standing at the bedroom doorway, taking in the empty bedroom, his handsome face was covered in heavy frost.
