When Fu Chen's phone vibrated, he had yet to return to his room.
Song Fengwan glanced at his phone instinctively. The caller ID was [Pretty Big Sister]. She burst out laughing. Is this the style of the caller IDs for his three siblings?
Fu Chen frowned. She definitely wasn't calling him at this hour with good intentions.
He put his index finger to his lips, indicating for her not to make a sound. Then he sat up straight and picked up the call.
Before he could even greet her, the person on the other end started shouting.
"Fu Chen, what's wrong with you? It's freezing cold today, yet you let your nephew ride a bike outside? Has your car run out of gas? Or did it break down and can't start anymore?
"When I called you previously, you promised me to take good care of him. Is this how you take care of him?
