Buzz buzz. The ear-piercing ringtone of her cell phone rang, disturbing Qu Xiao's beautiful dream.
Qu Xiao stretched her body and lazily picked up the cell phone on the bedside table. Her sleepy eyes saw the words "Qu family" flashing on the screen, and her expression immediately furrowed with disgust, her fingers lightly touched the screen as she hung up the call.
The Qu family continued to call her number with inexplicable persistence. Qu Xiao's patience reached its limit, and her voice was cold as she picked up the call. "What's the matter?"
"Hello? Xiao, this is Qu Zhen. Are you free to come home for a meal this weekend?"
The gentle and quiet voice stunned Qu Xiao for a moment, and the image of the Qu family's eldest daughter appeared in her mind.
Qu Zhen had studied abroad for many years, and she seemed to be quite close to Shang Yan.
Qu Xiao felt an inexplicable sense of vigilance and resistance.