Ye Anqi's injury hasn't completely healed yet, she mustn't overexert herself.
At the Ye Family estate.
Ye Rumeng leaned against the headboard and dialed Luo Zifeng's number.
Luo Zifeng had just come out of the shower.
Hearing the phone ring, he strode to the bed and picked up the phone from the bedside table.
Seeing the number displayed, he froze.
The number wasn't saved and didn't show a name.
But he was very familiar with this string of numbers.
Just one look, and he knew who was calling.
Luo Zifeng answered the call, his voice cold: "Hello."
"It's me," Ye Rumeng spoke.
The man mockingly curled his lips, "Miss Ye calling me at midnight, is there something you need?"
"Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to meet you."
Luo Zifeng unexpectedly laughed, "Did I hear you right? What did you just say?"
Ye Rumeng calmly repeated, "Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to meet you."
"Is the sun rising from the west now that you're actually wanting to see me."
