Zhao Yuanzhen took out her cellphone and quickly dialed Yan Yu's number.
No answer.
She called again, still no answer.
Zhao Yuanzhen couldn't help but get angry, cursing:
"That shameless little thief! Thinking you can deceive your way out by not answering my calls?!"
"I think he might not be intentionally ignoring your calls." Chen Lingyun said smilingly, pointing at the TV.
Zhao Yuanzhen took a closer look and then remembered that Yan Yu was at the New Year's Eve gala, and the camera was occasionally turning to him, so naturally, he couldn't pick up the call in front of the national audience.
"When does this dumb show end?" she asked impatiently.
"Probably at one in the morning." Chen Lingyun pondered, "It's meant to last until after midnight, of course, to celebrate the New Year."
"Ugh————" Zhao Yuanzhen paced back and forth anxiously.
If Yan Yu were in front of her, she would definitely not let him off the hook, she'd make a huge fuss.
