Yunjin Prime Manor…
Fu Chen's room…
The two of them were sitting and talking intimately, but Song Fengwan's phone vibrated at an inopportune time. They looked at each other.
"Are you answering?" Fu Chen smiled.
Song Fengwan bit her lip. "Answering. I'm afraid it's my cousin."
As soon as she brought up Qiao Xiyan, it was as if winter became freezing, and most of the charming and gentle atmosphere disappeared.
Fu Chen helped her take out her phone. The caller ID was [Cousin].
It really was Qiao Xiyan.
Song Fengwan straightened her body and cleared her throat before answering the phone. "Hello, Cousin."
"Have you gone back? I just finished checking here. If you haven't left yet, I'll pick you up there." Qiao Xiyan's voice was heavy and cold.
"No need. I've already gone back," Song Fengwan said hurriedly.
"At the dormitory?"
"Yes."
