Mu Yichen's sharp and narrow black eyes stared at the phone in the sofa, contemplating for a long time without picking it up.
Instead, Qin Mu shouted from inside: "Mu Yichen, pick up the phone for me!"
Listening to the voice from the bathroom, Mu Yichen slowly bent down to pick up the phone and held it in his hand. Just as he was about to answer it, the call was disconnected.
Mu Yichen's eyes flickered with some displeasure, but he suppressed his emotions and was about to put down the phone when suddenly it rang again.
Why was it so urgent, at such an odd time, and repeatedly prompting? What was the reason?
His sharp and narrow eyes coldly fixed on the name on the phone. Then he answered.
"Qin Mu, is it Qin Mu?"
When Mu Yichen answered the call, he had some unpleasant words stuck in his throat, but then a woman's voice came through.
"It's Xiao Wei!"
The voice continued.
Then there was a sudden silence!
Mu Yichen's lips moved slightly, at a loss for what to say.
