C245 The Night Is Not Home

"Who is it? Did you make the wrong call?" Jian Huan was about to hang up when a familiar deep voice sounded, "It's me."

Jian Huan was stunned for 0.5 seconds and then asked in a flat tone, "What is it?"

Yem Jingshen heard her distant and cold tone and looked at the streetlights outside the apartment building. He suddenly could not find a suitable reason to answer.

"If there is nothing else