Ye Xisi leaned lazily against the nearby streetlight, "Are you Xiyan's boyfriend?"
"I'm asking who you are!" Ou Jue's voice sank even lower, surging with suppressed anger, "Why is her phone with you?"
"Me?" Ye Xisi had a wicked look on his face, "Xiyan's neighbor, childhood buddy, blue confidante, however you want to understand it. But more importantly—I am the one willing to spend her 17th birthday with her."
"Ha." Ou Jue sneered, his clearly defined fingers gripping the phone tightly, "Since when is it your turn to celebrate my girlfriend's birthday with her?"
His tone paused slightly as he lifted his cold eyes, "You're asking for it."
Even through the phone, the sinister aura of the young man could be clearly felt.
"Don't be so serious." Ye Xisi still wore a playful smile, "Speaking of which, I should thank you. If you hadn't refused to return to the country to celebrate your girlfriend's birthday, when would it have been my turn?"
