Early in the morning, a series of urgent phone rings jerked Lin Fan awake, much to his irritation.
Glancing at Yang Linglong curled up in his arms, she simply turned over and closed her eyes again.
"Hello, Miss, calling so early in the morning, disturbing someone's sweet dreams, that's a one-way ticket to hell."
Seeing it was Zhao Jiaqi's call, Lin Fan helplessly pressed the answer button.
It wasn't even eight o'clock yet, and he had no idea how this guy could wake up so early.
"You have the nerve to talk about disturbing sleep, at least you got some, do you know we haven't slept at all until now!"
Zhao Jiaqi's tone was filled with extreme anger.
"What does your sleeping have to do with me? It's not like I stopped you from sleeping."
Lin Fan's body lay flat, as Yang Linglong cleverly crawled onto his arm.
"If it's not your fault, then whose is it!"
Zhao Jiaqi's anger flared up again when mentioning the incident.
