Upon hearing the phone ring, Bei Yiyi's feet moved uncontrollably as she urgently dashed out of the kitchen.
In her haste, she stumbled over a table leg. Although she didn't fall, her slipper had come off and she didn't have time to put it back on, so she hopped over to the sofa on one bare foot to grab her phone.
Even though Wu Yao's number wasn't saved under a name in her contacts, she knew those digits by heart.
So when her phone screen displayed a completely unfamiliar number, Bei Yiyi's heart plummeted, as if falling from a great height into an abyss.
Utter disappointment!
She didn't answer; instead, she ended the call and tossed the phone onto the sofa.
At this moment, the phone rang again, the same number displayed.
Bei Yiyi paused in her tracks.
That jerk must think his number is still on her blacklist and is calling from someone else's phone, right?!
Thinking this, Bei Yiyi quickly picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and coldly answered, "Hello, who is this?!"
