Now she unexpectedly found her news.
Yan Fei felt he couldn’t control his heartbeat.
Yan Yuexian was puzzled by him, "Which night?"
"Last month, the day Ruan Shushu exposed the matter online. You ca back at night, who were you with before that, and whose phone did you use to send a text?"
"Xia Weibao."
Although she didn’t want Yan Weiyang to know about her being with Xia Weibao, she could tell Yan Fei.
"That day Xia Weibao took away from school. I left my phone in the dorm, so I used her phone to send a text. Why?"
This sentence was like a basin of cold water pouring over him, Yan Fei’s expression froze.
Xia... Weibao?
Yan Fei opened his eyes wide, suddenly thinking of sothing, his expression a mix of self-mockery and dejection.
Weiliang, Xia Weibao, Lu Hualiang.
Is that what it ans?
Turns out the famous flower is already taken.
Watching him turn around in despair, Yan Yuexian was a bit worried, "Bro, what’s wrong?"
Yan Fei didn’t turn back, just waved his hand behind him, indicating he was fine.
Back in his room, he picked up the photo fra on the nightstand; inside was a woman in white, wearing a mask and glasses, speaking to a plague patient with her head down.
He couldn’t see her face, but could imagine her bright smile with a halo at this mont.
Turns out, he didn’t even have the qualification to hope.
He opened the last drawer and carefully placed the photo fra inside.
So mories are ant to be cherished privately.
He was glad that he only felt a vague attraction to Xia Weibao, the feelings were dim and not deeply invested.
He picked up his phone, thought for a while, and changed the contact note to Xia Weibao.
Since she wants to conceal her identity, if he keeps Weiliang’s number, it might accidentally expose her.
Yan Fei didn’t call directly but took a bottle of wine to the balcony to get so air.
After calming down, he returned to his room and made the call to Xia Weibao.
Soon, the call connected.
Yet, it was cut off before anyone answered.
Yan Fei frowned and dialed again, "Hello, the phone you dialed is not in the service area, please try later..."
He dialed again, still the sa not in the service area.
Yan Fei, "..."
This familiar trolling operation.
Xia Weibao and Hepburn couldn’t possibly have so ambiguous blood relationship, could they?
Otherwise, why would their operations be identical!
In Lu Garden, Her Majesty the Empress was wrapped in a quilt, cursing under her breath.
Whoever cluelessly called during her ga wrecking spree!
Causing her to die yet again!
Shooting a month in closed Imperial City University, then running around nationwide for location shoots.
Today, "School Campus Female Special Agent" wrapped, she returned ho and finally had ti to play a proper ga.
Only to be interrupted by a damn phone call!
Looking at the resurrection countdown on the phone screen, Her Majesty’s anger burned fiercely.
Always so pesky people trying to stop from becoming a champion!
When Lu Hualiang ca up with a plate of snacks, he saw her excitedly standing at the bedside.
One leg hung on the wall in a side split, both hands quickly tapping the phone screen.
"Big Chicken, hurry save , save save save , Hepburn, you giant troll!"
"Xiang Chu, run, are you standing there to die? Run, damn it, why did you run yourself, save ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Damn, you actually just watched die, argh argh argh..."
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