The room door was suddenly pushed open.
Ye Lantian panicked and quickly hid the silk scarf.
Sitting up, she saw Ye Chenxi entering and smiled sweetly, calling out, "Brother."
Ye Chenxi walked over with his phone, sat down next to her, shook the phone, and said, "I just called Ningyue. She said Zhuo Yue doesn't have a fixed contact number."
Ye Lantian, "..."
After staring at Ye Chenxi for a while, she finally looked away, lowered her head, and asked, "Isn't sister Yueyue friends with him? She doesn't even have his phone number?"
"Ningyue gave me his number, but I called twice, and no one answered."
Ye Chenxi handed the phone to Ye Lantian, "Why don't you try again?"
Ye Lantian took it, stared at the unfamiliar number in the call log, and really redialed it.
The call went through, but no one answered.
She called twice, but no one answered.
She mumbled anxiously, "What's going on? Why is no one answering?"
