Nan Mufeng was also stunned!
What's this about Xixi Little Darling? Isn't Xixi Little Darling right beside him?
Eh, no! Wait a minute! Who on earth is calling?
He reached out to answer the call, but instead, his hand slipped and he accidentally activated the speakerphone.
"Kid, it's almost six o'clock, hurry up and bring Xiao Xi back home for dinner."
The voice was strong and brimming with masculinity.
It was actually … Old Master Nan!
Jian Xi's lips twitched, and she looked at Nan Mufeng strangely. He seemed like a tough guy, so why was his nickname like this…
After Old Master Nan finished roaring, he hung up the phone and waited at home proudly, not realizing the trouble he had caused.
Old Yao did an efficient job, and he would have to send him a couple of good bottles of wine!
"This…" Nan Mufeng felt so frustrated he wanted to scratch a wall.
He knew he shouldn't have trusted Grandpa's "tech skills". To think he had saved his own phone number as Jian Xi's!
