417, you want it now? Okay, then come to my room.

Han Mengya quickly lifted her phone to check, and sure enough, the number she dialed was indeed Shen Yunqing's mobile number. But why was a woman answering the call?

Just as Han Mengya was about to inquire, a busy signal came through the phone.

"Doo-doo-doo-doo..."

"Could it be a crossed line?"

Everyone looked at Han Mengya with some confusion as she cleared her throat.

Alright, let's just say the lines got crossed just now. Just make another call and that's it!

So, Han Mengya dialed again, and this time, no one answered for a long time.

It's like seeing a ghost.

Could it really have been a crossed line just now?

Han Mengya was close to tears.

Finally, Han Mengya put down the phone and said indignantly:

"You little rascal, have you slept like a dead pig? You didn't even hear my call!"

An Xiaoyu: "..."

In Han Mengya's mouth, Shen Yunqing has been downgraded from darling Yunqing to a little rascal, a dead pig... The contrast is like plummeting three thousand feet!