Huo Yunque's phone seemed to be on his office desk. On the other end of the screen, she saw a row of bookshelves filled with foreign books. Song Yaoyao had seen a few of them in Huo Yunque's room.
"Gege?" she tried to call the man.
It was likely late at night in Y Country, and she wasn't sure if Huo Yunque was asleep or not.
"Huh?"
It didn't take long before she heard a low voice. A hand stretched over and picked up the phone.
The distinguished and handsome face appeared on the screen. His deep gaze made one tremble, and he suddenly felt unapproachable.
But when his gaze fell upon the drowsy girl, his iciness melted and his eyes warmed up.
"You're awake."
"Yes!"
Song Yaoyao nodded her head. She touched the man's face through the phone.
"You didn't sleep?" she pouted as she rested her chin on her hands. Her heart ached. "You have dark eye bags. Gege, you need to be wary of your health and take care of yourself!"
