After hanging up the phone, Yun Ya felt her nose was a bit stuffy, suspecting she had caught a cold. Her head hurt, and her body ached.
She drifted into a muddled sleep, suddenly shaken awake by the sound of her phone ringing.
"Sister Yun Ya." The teenage voice full of laughter instantly banished Yun Ya's drowsiness, and she sat up abruptly.
"Yan Ke?"
"Sister Yun Ya, did you come to Capital City?" Yan Ke said with a smile.
Yun Ya squinted her eyes: "I'll be there tomorrow. Did you tell Aunt Zhuang?"
"Tomorrow, huh? But I heard my brother was coming back today. Sister Yun Ya, aren't you with my brother?"
Yun Ya cursed inwardly at this slippery kid, her voice unconsciously turning cold: "That's right, I came with your brother, and I'm currently in his house."
"I knew it," Yan Ke said with a grin. "Is it Meijing Tiancheng?"
Yun Ya fell silent, remembering the name she saw when entering the residential area.
