On the other side, Yan Xiaye washed herself indifferently in a hurry and walked out with her wet hair strands hanging, only to receive a phone call from Li Beicheng.
Looking at the blinking number on the screen with disgust, she had the mind to pretend not to see it, but worried that Li Beicheng might do something excessive, she reluctantly answered, "What is it?"
Li Beicheng didn't like her tone and immediately huffed unhappily, "Can't I contact you if there's nothing urgent?"
Yan Xiaye had no patience for Li Beicheng and didn't plan to care about his emotions, continuing icily, "I'm very busy. Don't bother me if it's not important."
