Whose Hand

It was already late at night.

In the bedroom, he yi picked up the landline but put it down again.

She knew Yi Liangze must be busy at this time. If he was done, he would definitely rush back without her urging him.

Although he missed him very much, he yi restrained herself from calling him to prevent him from being anxious.

Just as she put down the phone, the phone rang.

He Yi focused her gaze and saw that it was Yi Liangze calling. Could this be the so-called telepathic connection? Thinking of this, she pursed her lips slightly and happily picked up the phone.

“You go to sleep first! I still have some matters to attend to!”Yi Liangze’s tone was very anxious and he was slightly panting. It could be heard that he was hurrying on his way.

He Yi was startled. “What are you going to do?”

Is there any danger? Of course, she did not ask about the latter part.