Oh, is Huo Tingxiao on the wrong medication or what? Why would he call at this time—could it be... he wants to check on me?
As soon as she entertained the possibility, Mu Lan's lips couldn't help but curve slightly upward. She cleared her throat before finally answering the phone.
"Hello?"
"Tell Yun Xi that Yunzhan has gone back to Shen City to handle some matters and won't be able to return until the eve of the birthday feast."
"... "
The smile on Mu Lan's lips froze, and it took her two seconds to respond.
"Got it, anything else?"
"I don't have anything else, do you?"
Huo Tingxiao's tone only irritated Mu Lan further; she responded coldly and indifferently,
"I... I don't have anything either, so I'm hanging up."
She could clearly feel a pause from the other end; her heart, which had sunk, lifted again, but then... Huo Tingxiao replied with just one word.
"Yeah."
