The other end of the call went silent for a few seconds.
"Huh?" Ji Yanche blinked his blue eyes, a huge question mark practically popping out above his head.
Was this really his straightforward, no-nonsense brother?
What was with this eerie silence?
Ou Jue cleared his throat slightly, his voice steady. "There's someone named Xia Xiyan."
"Xia Xiyan?"
"She's applied to your drama club. What's the situation now?"
"I don't know. The written test just finished… It's not even my turn to interview yet…" Ji Yanche sat up, casually picking up the test score sheet his assistant had just delivered. After glancing at it, he froze for a moment. "Wait, who's Xia Xiyan? Why are you so concerned about her?"
Ou Jue's face remained cold. "Which eye of yours saw that I'm concerned about her?"
"Oh, so you're not concerned about her, but you specifically called me about her? Hmm. When I was filming last time and nearly broke my leg, I didn't see you make a single 'concerned' phone call then."
