Ye Heng talked for a while without hearing any response from the other end, "Huanhuan, are you still listening? Where's your second brother?"
Feng Yihuan didn't want to cause any more trouble; Ye Heng was far away in the Imperial City and couldn't help her.
As a nineteen-year-old girl, she couldn't be scared of staying at home overnight.
"My second brother hasn't come back yet, Ye Heng, I need to take a shower, I won't talk to you anymore."
After saying that, she indeed hung up the phone.
Otherwise, if Ye Heng started meddling and called her second brother, it would be troublesome.
He brought Chuling back tonight just to make his stance clear to her.
His position was something she could see very clearly now.
Ye Heng looked at the phone being disconnected, frowning slightly. What on earth is happening with this little girl?
He checked the date and dialed the secretary's phone.
