Yan Yichen watched her delicate and petite figure gradually disappear into the deep night, and couldn't help but frown with worry.
He always felt... somewhat uneasy.
Forget it, what does it have to do with him.
That brat, she actually dared to call him pitiful!
Yan Yichen's expression turned icy as he drove straight home.
After taking a shower and playing games for a while, he inadvertently glanced at the simple black clock in the room.
The hour hand pointed to ten forty.
Throwing aside the game controller, Yan Yichen pulled out his phone, muttering to himself, "I'm only calling you out of gentlemanly conduct!"
He selected Ning Xixi's number and dialed.
From the earpiece, a mechanical female voice informed: The number you have dialed is turned off...
Yan Yichen's brows twitched fiercely, his expression growing tense.
She's a girl who's just received such a blow, surely nothing has happened to her.
Fingers on his lips, he thought for a moment, then made a call to Ji Yebai.
