Uncle Zhang looked toward Huo Yunque who had just walked in. The man removed his glasses and approached. Furrowing his brows, he took the phone from Uncle Zhang's hands.
"Speak."
The man's low and charming voice sounded particularly sexy through the phone.
"Gege! I miss you so much~" Song Yaoyao whined sweetly.
Huo Yunque's hand paused. Something was definitely wrong.
He narrowed his eyes. "Song Yaoyao, you better not tell me that you caused trouble again."
He lowered his eyes and looked at his watch. It was almost 6pm.
Why wasn't she home yet? Was she rebelling?
"I didn't!" Song Yaoyao humphed unhappily.
"Song Yaoyao, one more minute."
Song Yaoyao scratched her head, not quite understanding, but she sensed that the man's voice was growing colder and colder. "Huh?"
"It's 6pm." Huo Yunque tapped on the desk calmly. "What do you want to say?"
"Gege, are you unhappy?"
