Ye Haochuan looked around and spotted a girl in a blue dress, holding a phone and looking around at the entrance of building number seven.
"Are you the one in the blue dress?" Ye Haochuan asked.
"Yes, uncle, where are you?"
Damn, it looked like he couldn't shake off the nickname "uncle," Ye Haochuan reluctantly raised his hand and called out, "Bro's over here!"
When Zhao Bingqian saw Ye Haochuan waving at her, she hummed softly, "Is that guy waving like a fool you?"
Ye Haochuan's face was instantly covered in black lines. Did bro look like a fool? What kind of eyesight was that?
"Snap!" Ye Haochuan hung up the phone right away.
Seeing that Ye Haochuan had hung up on her, Zhao Bingqian didn't get angry. Instead, she jumped over to him in three quick steps, grinning, "Hello, silly uncle."
Ye Haochuan was speechless and didn't bother to respond, but his gaze scrutinized her.
