At this moment, Xiao Rou was sitting on the bed, holding her phone, the screen displaying Zhou Qi's number.
Mr. Xiao wanted Zhou Qi to come to their house, but Xiao Rou couldn't quite say what she was worried about.
Maybe it was the concern that her father's temper would embarrass Zhou Qi?
Though Mr. Xiao had a bit of a temper, he was reasonable, so Xiao Rou couldn't pinpoint exactly what she was anxious about.
While she was mulling this over, her phone rang before she could decide—it was Zhou Qi calling.
Xiao Rou was momentarily stunned, then hurriedly answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Did you have dinner?"
Zhou Qi's voice came through the phone, instantly soothing Xiao Rou's nervous heart.
"Yes, I did. What about you?"
They chatted casually for a while, and Zhou Qi could tell Xiao Rou seemed distracted. He frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
