"I... I..." Ye Ranran was about to say something when Xiao Sichen's fingers suddenly interlaced with hers, holding her hand tightly.
Ahhh!
Had he gone mad? Wasn't he supposed to help her find her phone?
Ye Ranran looked dumbfounded when Xiao Sichen's other hand reached out, he slightly bowed his head, and his lips landed on the shell of her ear. His voice was both soothing and seductive as he whispered close to her ear.
"Little fool."
Ye Ranran reflexively stepped back, but the man had already taken her phone from another pocket, slid to answer it lightly, and held it to her ear.
Hearing the voice from the phone, Ye Ranran, helpless and holding a child, stood there and let Xiao Sichen tease her as she asked, "What's the matter?"
The caller was Lin Mo'er, who was in the archive room of the TV station, with Ye Xuefu by her side.
After the two exchanged glances, Lin Mo'er said, "Of course, there's something. Why else would I call you?"