After venting that anger, I turned off my phone.
Zhou Yun lifted her eyelids and instructed Zheng Xiaojue, "If Sister Lan calls you looking for me later, just say I've fallen asleep and can't be woken up."
Zheng Xiaojue looked bewildered, "Huh?"
A minute later, Zheng Xiaojue's phone rang.
Zheng Xiaojue looked shocked, seemingly not expecting Zhou Yun's prediction to actually come true; Zhou Lan did indeed call.
She looked back at Zhou Yun uneasily, feeling somewhat anxious as if something bad had happened.
Zhou Yun was sitting behind, her arms crossed over her chest, eyes closed, meditating.
Zheng Xiaojue carefully answered the phone and weakly called out, "Sister Lan?"
Zhou Lan's voice was so sharp and loud that without the speaker on, Zhou Yun couldn't hear it.
"Where is Zhou Yun?"
Zheng Xiaojue carefully followed Zhou Yun's instructions, saying, "Eldest Sister Yun has fallen asleep."
