Jian Ai sighed and said honestly, "I just feel weird and uneasy. Call Jian Yichen. If Jian Yiyi gets home in half an hour, ask him to text you back so that we can feel at ease."
When Xia Qinghuan heard this, she couldn't help but look at Jian Ai and chuckle. "Why do you want me to call? I don't know Jian Yichen!"
Jian Ai glared at her. "If I tell you to call, then call. I already said that I don't care about her. You call her. I don't want to!"
"Aren't you deceiving yourself? You were the one who asked me to call!" Xia Qinghuan smiled, but she had already taken out her phone. "Give me the number!"
Seeing this, Jian Ai quickly found Jian Yichen's number from her phone. The others also stopped what they were doing and waited for the two of them to settle this matter.
Someone answered the call in an instant. Jian Yichen pretended to have a deep voice, but couldn't hide the tenderness of his tone. "Hello, who is this?"
