Luckily, the call went through immediately, and An Ziqi let out a silent sigh of relief. At least the phone wasn't off.
After a few rings, Xiao Chen's teasing voice quickly came through.
"What does Little An'an want with me? Did Moli bully you? Get Daddy and Mommy to beat him up."
An Ziqi was speechless. Xiao Chen, that guy, not young anymore, leading a bunch of people, yet always eager for chaos, never speaking seriously.
"Where are you?"
"What's up? Miss me?" Xiao Chen chuckled on the other end of the phone.
"Yeah, I miss you. When are you coming back?" An Ziqi replied casually.
Anyway, hanging out with this group of people all the time, she had long become immune to these jokes.
"Don't! Moli will kill me if he knows." Xiao Chen quickly responded.
He more than anyone knew how possessive that brother of his was. Whatever he considered his, no one else should even think about, not even for a joke.
An Ziqi sighed, "When will you be back?"
