Mu Jingxi freed up one hand, pulled out his phone, unlocked it, and handed it to her.
His cold eyes scanned her with a warning, "Ten minutes at most."
She could only video call Lu Yin for ten minutes; any longer and he would snatch the phone back.
Making a call wasn't enough, it had to be a video call, which slightly displeased Mr. Mu.
But he couldn't refuse her.
He'd rather bear his own displeasure than upset her, so Mr. Mu decisively chose the former.
Qiao An took the phone, walked away merrily without giving him a second glance.
Mu Jingxi: "..."
Feeling choked up.
Qiao An sat on the living room sofa, video calling Lu Yin. After a while, he urged her to eat her late-night snack and rest early.
When the video call ended, Qiao An's finger accidentally swiped to his photo album.
Snooping through someone's album violates their privacy.
Qiao An was about to exit the album when she saw a photo of Little Nuomi.