He glanced sideways at Ye Xi's phone screen, and the name displayed was Zhou Fan.
The little guy rolled his eyes, continued gnawing on his apple, and went back to watching cartoons.
He didn't bother to alert Ye Xi at all.
No one knew how much time had passed, but Lu Youheng started feeling a bit sleepy.
He glanced at the clock in the living room, it was already past 10 PM.
Teacher Ye was still working, and Dad hadn't come home yet.
Feeling truly bored, he picked up Ye Xi's phone and casually looked through it.
He knew the password to Ye Xi's phone, Ye Xi had told him before.
The little guy ignored the two calls from Zhou Fan, played a couple of mini-games on WeChat, and then remembered to send a WeChat message to Dad.
He found Dad's avatar in the list, and typed in: [I've already dealt with that person for you, sigh, it always has to be me!]
Lu Lingxiao: [?]
The little guy looked at the question mark sent by Dad, feeling a sense of accomplishment.
