Frowning at the number of missed calls in her call log, Li Xue pressed the button to call back. After just a few rings, the call was connected on the other side. Li Xue had just opened her mouth to speak but before she could even say a word, from the other side, Feng Yi Lan spoke with some anxiousness.
"Where were you, Li Xue? Do you know how many times I have called you?"
Li Xue pressed her lips together. "Yi Lan, you have called me more than twenty times. Do you even know what that means? Did you receive any calamity forecast? Or was the cloud about to burst?"
"…" Yi Lan went silent for a while. Even though there was no forecast of natural calamity, she was feeling one inside her.
