The caller ID note was "Husband".
She immediately slid to the answer button, and a man's low, husky voice came from the other end, "Sitian," he called her, his tone as gentle and intimate as always, "Are you home?"
"Yeah, I'm home," Tang Sitian pouted slightly, her tone carrying a hint of coquettish complaint, "Where are you? Why aren't you back yet... It's already seven o'clock."
"There's something I have to deal with here," in what seemed to be a very quiet environment, Mu Yunshen's voice was very low, and after a few seconds, he continued, "Sitian, Lier is back. She got hurt and ran into some trouble, I can't come back for now."
Lier.
Miss Mo is back...
Tang Sitian's fingers gripped the phone slightly, then she smiled, "Alright, go ahead and take care of it, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up."
But Mu Yunshen called her again, "Sitian."
"Hmm?"
"Are you mad?"
Tang Sitian's fingers resting on her leg curled slightly, "Oh, no, I'm not."
