"It was Chen Xiaoxiao who called," seeing Yang Qingyin looking very unfriendly at him, Yang Qingye had no choice but to explain, "She definitely wants to ask me out to have fun."
"Put it on speaker," Yang Qingyin commanded unceremoniously, "Quick!"
"Alright!" Yang Qingye, like a wronged little wife, obeyed Yang Qingyin's order.
"Yang Qingye, you bastard, why didn't you answer my call?" As soon as the call connected, Chen Xiaoxiao's loud voice immediately came from the phone, "You promised to hang out with me today, how could you break your word? I'm so pissed! Where are you, come over and keep me company right now."
Chen Xiaoxiao's loud voice startled the three people present, and Yang Qingye felt incredibly embarrassed, wishing he could just smash his phone right then.
But the phone was quickly snatched away.
Luo Ziling saw the hint in Yang Qingyin's eyes and grabbed the phone from Yang Qingye's hand, handing it to Yang Qingyin.