While Zheng Yan spoke, she picked up the phone to call Fan Yu.
Mo Yongheng snapped back to his senses, pressed down her hands and said, "There is no need, I was just asking. I don't need to see Fan Yu."
"Oh."
Zheng Yan stared at him in confusion. Why did he talk about Fan Yu if he did not want to meet him?
"…"
Just as he was about to say something, Zheng Yan's phone rang.
The two words "Fan Yu" were glaring on the screen.
Mo Yongheng's eyes narrowed.
Zheng Yan picked up the call and answered happily. "Fan Yu, why did you call me at this hour? Me? I am at the police station visiting Mo Yongheng, he even asked about you just now. Who knew that both of you had such a strong rapport and then you called immediately. Do you want to talk to him?"
"…"!!
This is not rapport.
He refused to take the call.
Seeing that Mo Yongheng was not planning to take the call, Zheng Yan could only continue talking to Fan Yu herself.