An Xiaoyu noticed a change in Shen Yufeng's expression; his gaze suddenly turned dark, causing her heart to tremble, and she felt rather unwell herself.
Goodness, the second senior brother calling at this time... what timing!
Not too early, not too late, just had to be right now!
But she couldn't just not answer the call because Shen Yufeng looked upset. What if it was something important?
An Xiaoyu answered the phone: "Hello, second senior brother..."
On the other end, Jin Zelin hesitated, sounding quite helpless.
"Little junior sister, how many times have I told you, when you call me, drop the 'second' in front, why can't you remember this?"
An Xiaoyu: "..."
Right now, her dear husband had transformed into a cold-faced Demon King, staring at her without blinking; could she still remember anything about second this or that?
"Alright, second senior brother!"
An Xiaoyu obediently responded.
Jin Zelin: "..."
