The car had just stopped, and neither Hong Jiaxin nor Lin Xijia had stepped out yet, but Luo Yang got out first and went ahead to make a call.
Hong Jiaxin was used to this, but Lin Xijia found it curious.
"Jiaxin, look at Luo Yang, he's all secretive," Lin Xijia said.
"Probably because he's afraid we'll overhear," Hong Jiaxin scoffed.
Talking about Luo Yang, Lin Xijia's mood seemed to improve somewhat.
She still wanted to invite Luo Yang to visit her relative's house, so she didn't get out of the car immediately.
"Look how cautious he is, he's even worried that we might eavesdrop," Lin Xijia laughed.
"I'll go scare him a bit."
With that, Hong Jiaxin also got out of the car.
Luo Yang, standing under a palm tree on the curbside about ten meters away, was talking to Tan Shengmei on the phone and hurriedly gestured for Hong Jiaxin not to come closer.
