After hanging up Su Wanyi's call, Ye Chen dialed another number.
It rang many times before the other party finally answered, and an impatient voice came through.
"Are you looking for trouble, calling this late and disturbing my sweet dreams?"
"Young Master Wang, how come you went to bed so early today? I really didn't expect it." Ye Chen didn't show any anger; instead, he spoke with a smile.
The other person shivered at the words. This voice sounded so familiar. Wang Xiaocong glanced at the phone number and wished he could slap himself.
He hurriedly said, "Bro, sorry, your little brother didn't see the phone number just now, and answered dazedly. Don't mind what I said."
"It's fine, Young Master Wang. Did I disturb you this late?" Ye Chen said indifferently.
"How could it be? A call from you can never be considered a disturbance, no matter the time." Wang Xiaocong quickly changed his tone.
