Call Me Uncle

"Make a call."

"Isn't it a waste of money to deduct phone fees when calling?" Fang Yusheng loved money a lot. When he could send WeChat messages, he definitely would not call. It was a little abnormal today. Although Qiao Jiusheng had already said so, Fang Yusheng still deleted his WeChat.

Something was amiss!

Qiao Jiusheng thought for a long time but could not guess what had happened today, causing her to take out her phone and look through the records again. After confirming that she had not said anything wrong, Qiao Jiusheng felt relieved and even more puzzled. Why was Fang Yusheng so angry?

…

Dai Chukong had been crying ever since she heard from Fang Yusheng that Qi Bufan was still unconscious.

When she rode the scooter back to the dormitory, the cold wind blew past her face. Her tears slid down her face, making her feel cold. When she reached the dormitory building, Dai Chukong did not even lock the scooter and ran upstairs.