An Yuxian didn't expect that this shattered phone could still ring.
She cautiously moved towards the phone, silently watching until the ringtone ended. Due to the screen being shattered like a spider web, An Yuxian couldn't tell who was calling her.
She had fallen to such a state, who would still call her?
Thinking of the agent, An Yuxian's face turned pale, and she was even more reluctant to answer the call. It wasn't until the phone went silent that she breathed a sigh of relief. But before she could relax, the phone rang again, and she half-crouched, staring intently at it.
In the end, An Yuxian took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and answered it. Her agent knew where she lived. If she ignored the call, the agent would find a way to reach her, and if he came over, she wouldn't be able to hide her disheveled appearance.
After answering, An Yuxian didn't speak first.
Until the voice on the other end spoke, "Is this Miss An Yuxian?"
