"Xuyang, what's wrong?"
The mechanic checking Xia Xuyang's car heard him sneeze and asked with concern.
"It's nothing. Go on with your inspection." After rubbing his nose and then his ear, Xia Xuyang pulled out his phone and called Xia Qingyue.
"Bro, what's wrong? Why are you calling me at a time like this?"
"I need you to go to Su Yuhan's place and find her right this instant. That girl... I've spoiled her rotten. I've called her several times, but she won't pick up, and she's not answering my texts. She's really gotten audacious, daring to ignore me like this. Just wait till I get back home, see if I don't..."
Listening to her brother's rambling complaints on the other end of the line, Xia Qingyue was left speechless. A moment later, she burst into tears.
