Zhang Xiaoyu's hand shook, and she almost dropped her phone.
"An'an." She walked over to Shen You'an and handed her the phone.
"Someone's looking for you."
Shen You'an closed her book, took the phone, and glanced at it.
Once the call connected, the person on the other end immediately blurted out, "Shen You'an, I've sent you so many messages. Why didn't you reply to a single one?"
Zhang Xiaoyu snuck away quietly.
Shen You'an opened WeChat and took a brief look at the chat interface, quickly understanding the situation.
"Oh, I see."
Gao Yuyue was momentarily speechless. Shen You'an always had the ability to drive her up the wall.
"Come out tomorrow. It's the holiday, and I want to give you a proper celebration."
"Sorry, I'm not in Qingzhou."
Gao Yuyue froze for a moment and instinctively asked, "Then where are you?"
Just then, Zhang Xiaoyu pinched her nose and yelled, "An'an, I'm thirsty. Can you pour me a glass of water?"
