An Ning rolled her eyes, as if he could see it. 'Lately, I've been sticking close to you. Who do you think I learned it from?'
'Do I care about others' privacy?' Mo Ang countered.
An Ning replied quickly. 'Yes, you don't care about others' privacy, right?'
'Talking about you.'
'Alright, I shouldn't be curious about others' privacy, so can I be curious about yours? Tell me, what mission are you on? When can you come back? How can I get closer to you?'
'...' The other party fell silent.
An Ning watched the message that didn't get a reply for a long time and started to become anxious. 'Are you still there?'
'...'
An Ning took a deep breath. 'Then tell me, are you safe?'
'Don't worry, I'm busy.' Mo Ang replied.
Seeing these words, An Ning's face regained some color.
He is safe, no problem at all, so she felt relieved.
...
Early the next morning, An Ning got up early and went to Qiao Shishi's room.
