This voice, full of a certain wickedness and imperious rudeness, made Xu Qiaoqiao furrow her brows. Her tone became harsh, "Who are you?"
"...Can't you recognize my voice?"
Xu Qiaoqiao paused, suddenly realizing something. With caution, she asked, "Mr. Xiao?"
After uttering these words, she stood up with her phone and walked onto the balcony.
On the other end, Xiao Qing's voice came through, "Mm-hmm."
Over the phone, his voice seemed especially deep and pleasant.
But...
How did Xiao Qing get her phone number?
While she was pondering, Xiao Qing's commanding voice reached her, "Tonight, I want to eat preserved egg and pork porridge."
Xu Qiaoqiao: ...!
She uttered a 'hmm', and then opened up, "But, why are you telling me?"
"Bring it to me." The commanding and imperious voice carried an air of irrefutability.
However, Xu Qiaoqiao wasn't having any of it. "Why should I bring you the porridge? I'm not your hired nurse!"