Wu Jingjing put down the phone in disappointment, her head drooping and her mouth pouting.
"What's up? She didn't pick up?" Wu Chengzu sat beside her.
"Yeah, she didn't pick up." Wu Jingjing climbed onto the coffee table. "Why has Sister Yiran been ignoring me lately?" She thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and glared at Wu Chengzu in displeasure, "Is it because you upset her, so she's not talking to me?"
Wu Chengzu was innocently caught in the crossfire; he didn't feel he had done anything to offend Bai Yiran. However, if it was about offending someone, her husband Leng Yichen might be a possibility.
"Forget it, she might not have heard it, or she might be busy."
"I've already called multiple times, she'd hear it no matter how busy she is. She clearly just doesn't want to pick up..."
Wu Jingjing was very downcast; Wu Chengzu hadn't expected her to be so dependent on Bai Yiran.
