Just like that, Xi Shaoqi and Han Xiayang braved Third Young Master Xi's displeased glare, ready to linger at An Nan's place for the afternoon.
Until six in the evening, Xi Shaoqi's phone rang: "Third Young Master Xi, where are you? Where are you?" Lan Luo's excited voice came through the phone.
Holding the phone, Xi Shaoqi wisely moved it away from his ear before the other person started talking, waiting for the excited voice to pass before putting it back to his ear, his indifferent voice transmitted through the phone: "We're already at An Nan's house, we..."
Before Xi Shaoqi could finish his sentence, the person on the other end of the line excitedly interrupted: "Ahhh, you and Xia Yang are at An Nan's house, then why didn't you call me, why didn't you call me..."
"Shut up..." Xi Shaoqi bellowed, having reached his limit, making the other end finally quiet down. He then continued to speak into the phone: "Are you all there?"
