Ling Fei's phone also started to ring.
The call was from Ling Qing Ya as well.
Ling Fei held the phone, couldn't help but snort softly, and turned to leave the bedroom.
"Fei Fei!"
As soon as the door opened, Ling Qing Ya pulled a smile toward Ling Fei, but that smile, in Ling Fei's eyes, was incredibly fake and frosty.
Still calling her Fei Fei?
Heh, back when they lived together, Ling Qing Ya rarely called her with such intimacy!
"I knew you were home, I just saw the light on in your room from downstairs, I've been ringing the doorbell for quite a while now, turns out you were washing your hair."
Ling Fei's gaze swept over Ling Qing Ya and pulled out a polite, distant smile: "I was wondering who it was, turns out it's Miss Ling."
Ling Fei was sizing up Ling Qing Ya.
Ling Qing Ya was also sizing her up.