"Du——du——"
The phone rang for quite a while, but nobody picked up.
Just when Mo Yongheng was about to end the call and redial, Zheng Yan finally answered.
The moment the call was answered, a loud thud came from the other end of the line, as if the phone had dropped to the ground.
Following that came a rustling sound.
Quite a few seconds later, Mo Yongheng finally heard Zheng Yan's slightly stuttering voice from the other end.
"Yo… Young Master Yongheng, you're looking for me?"
"Are you home?" Mo Yongheng's eyes narrowed as he asked, not answering her question.
Zheng Yan was, as expected, led away by him from her original question and answered him obediently.