Nangong Jin frowned suspiciously, reached out, and directly hung up the phone. He had no interest in answering unknown numbers.
"Xiaojin, sit down quickly." Fang Hao greeted warmly again.
"Alright." Nangong Jin nodded and sat down with Di Jinxuan.
Fang Hao directly asked bluntly, "What about your wedding…?"
Before Fang Hao could finish her sentence, Nangong Jin's phone rang again.
Nangong Jin took it out again, his brows furrowing once more. Still the same number.
"Whose call is it? Why don't you answer?" Di Jinxuan leaned over.
"Don't know, strange number." Nangong Jin replied, feeling a bit irked. The phone kept ringing with the unknown number, over and over, asking silently, will you answer it or not?
Ultimately, Nangong Jin nodded slightly to Fang Hao, saying, "Aunt Fang, please wait a moment. I'll take a call."
Fang Hao waved her hand, "No worries, no worries, go ahead."
"Mm." Nangong Jin nodded, habitually lighting a cigarette first.
