Lying in bed, Bai Xiaosheng lazily reached for his ringing phone, took a glance, and was startled into sitting up.
The incoming call was from Mo Xin.
That woman who was known as a god-level bartender, a senior bartender technician in her twenties, had her life saved by Bai Xiaosheng during the Zhang Family incident.
At that time, Mo Xin was very grateful and asked for his number.
Bai Xiaosheng had given it to her.
In his memory, she was a strikingly beautiful woman with fair skin, seemingly gentle and demure at first glance, but possessing a chivalrous heart and a recklessly daring spirit.
That was all Bai Xiaosheng remembered about Mo Xin.
"Hello, Miss Mo Xin?" Bai Xiaosheng answered the phone, putting it to his ear.
"Bai Xiaosheng, you still remember me." Over the phone, Mo Xin's voice was pleasant, with a hint of joy in her tone.
Bai Xiaosheng chuckled in surprise, "I saved your number, so I saw the caller ID... "
