At this moment, Zhou Xingyan was completely drowsy, swaying unsteadily. She clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture, looking at Shang Xixia. Her fair, petite face was filled with helplessness, and her dewy eyes brimmed with heartfelt supplication.
"Alright." Shang Xixia nodded, picked up her phone, and, to avoid Yu Tingting's angry outbursts, climbed off the bed and walked straight into the hallway to make her call.
