C60 You Have a Bright Future

When the phone rang, Xinling and Zeyu were in the middle of dinner. Hearing the loud ringtone, Zeyu frowned slightly.

He placed some food into Xinling's bowl, his tone a bit displeased. "Who keeps calling you at the perfect time lately?"

Zeyu glanced at Xinling's phone, and she followed his gaze. She didn't recognize the number; it was unfamiliar.

"I have no idea," she said