Shortly after Su Yumo had left, Ye Xuan, who was lying on the bed, finally calmed his anger and was about to sleep when he turned over.
Ding-a-ling!
Just then, the urgent sound of a cellphone ringing by his side made Ye Xuan frown involuntarily and reopen his eyes.
He picked up his phone from the bedside and looked at the caller ID, only to find that the person calling was the number of that arrogant old man from the Fengye Killer Organization!
At that moment, Ye Xuan's eyes gleamed with interest, and a curious expression appeared on his face.
Wasn't that old man quite arrogant before, daring to hang up his calls and not picking up his return calls, showing him no respect at all? Why was he calling now? Could it be… he'd been frightened by his domineering presence?
Thinking about the events of the night, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and the next moment he answered the call, his voice teasing,
