Xinhang Apartment, secondary bedroom.
On one hand, there's a call from my cousin, on the other, I've hurt Brother Zhu.
"Why not just answer it?" Cheng Zhu said, holding the phone that kept ringing.
On that rainy night when the big family's door was wide open, Yiyi also called.
How should I put it, it feels like these two sisters are quite fake, but at critical moments, they do seem to have a tacit understanding!
Just as she was about to stop him, Cheng Zhu had already answered the call and put it on speaker, handing the phone to her.
He was no longer lying flat on the bed, but sat up.
"Hello, sister." The voice of the Innocent Little White Flower, incredibly nervous, had changed.
Her voice was already soft and sweet, and now it sounded even more timid.
Despite her strong psychological endurance, she never expected a situation like this would happen one day.
She was a good girl since childhood, or rather, was forced to become one.
