Ye Ranran massaged her temples with a hint of helplessness, "Siqi, are you really mad at me for picking up the call late?"
Tang Siqi curved the corners of her lips with a flash of contempt and disgust in her eyes, "Why would I be? Anyone can be slow at answering calls."
She paused for a moment, her tone even sweeter, and even a bit languid, "I just feel like... some people don't really treat me as their lifesaver. When trouble arises, they don't tell me first."
"Ah? I'm not in trouble," Ye Ranran said with a helpless face.
Tang Siqi's sensitivity sometimes really put her under pressure, but when she thought about the injuries Siqi had suffered in the past, and the fact that she had saved her life, she felt she could understand.
"Hmph! Lying, it was you who Han Nuo harassed that day, why didn't you tell me!" Tang Siqi huffed.