Song Song subconsciously tightened Xiao Beibei's small hand. She was too familiar with this voice, and the tone sounded so unfriendly, it seemed like Xiao Beibei would be scolded harshly!
As if driven by instinct, she hid Xiao Beibei behind her and turned around like a soldier preparing for battle, facing the fast-approaching man.
Xiao Jinghuai was surrounded by a low-pressure aura, his frigid gaze fixed on Song Song's slightly pale face, "Explain to me."
"Explain?" Song Song felt her voice trembling, "Well... we accidentally bumped into each other at the subway station, and then..."
"Accidentally bumped into?" Xiao Jinghuai's sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, his voice growing increasingly cold and sharp, "You should have called me immediately back then!"
"I did, but my phone just happened to be dead." Song Song explained softly, her little head slowly lowered.
