"Are you on the phone?"
Lan Xiu walked in hurriedly, his deep dark eyes carrying an undercurrent that seemed indefinable.
His clothes, which were always spotless, were dirty in a few places.
Even his impeccably handsome face had been injured...
Had he been in a fight? Yuanya was startled.
Lan Xiu didn't give her a chance to react before he snatched the phone from her hand.
"Duan Jingwen"s name was glaringly offensive on the call log.
The harsh smell of alcohol made Yuanya frown in discomfort.
Pausing for a moment, she swallowed her initial exclamation of "How did you get hurt," and forced herself to stay calm. "I was just talking to Duan Jingwen and I told him not to..."
"Didn't I tell you not to see Duan Jingwen?"
Lan Xiu felt the anger rise in him, his tone bitter and harsh.
"Isn't my presence enough for you? Can't you bear to be alone?"
Realising his misunderstanding, Yuanya was quick to explain, "We didn't arrange to meet intentionally, he just..."
