Lian Xinying pursed her red lips, her expression filled with astonished disbelief.
Yan Ye didn't even call her when he returned, so if she could get Yan Ye on the phone now, why would she even come to Ke Yawen's wedding?
"Sister Yingying, what are you thinking? Could it be that..."
Lian Xinying hung her head, that drooping posture made Kim somewhat irritated.
"Why don't you dare to call him? Since you're back, go and trouble him!"
Kim felt that it was only natural for Lian Xinying, who was pregnant with Yan Ye's child, to trouble Yan Ye.
While speaking, Kim searched for the cell phone in Lian Xinying's bag.
In Lian Xinying's bag, aside from the smartphone, there was tissue paper and a small thermos containing warm water from home.
After rummaging through her bag, Kim couldn't help but marvel: "I've never seen a woman's bag without even a lipstick or a mirror!"
Grumbling aside, Kim didn't forget what was important.
