Tang Yige's eyes widened, and her fingers tightened suddenly around the phone.
Why would he voluntarily call her?
Too shocked, Tang Yige couldn't believe it and stood there holding the phone in a daze, not replying to him for a long while.
"Tang Yige."
The man's gentle voice came through again.
Tang Yige could hear a hint of impatience from it.
In her mind appeared that person's slightly stern and handsome face, his brows furrowed slightly.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Yige almost used all her self-control to make her voice sound less out of control, "Uh-huh. Is there something you need?"
Tang Yige did not think there was anything wrong with what she said.
But after she said this, there was no response from the other end for several minutes.
Her heart clenched slightly.
She couldn't help but let her thoughts run wild.
Did he suddenly not want to talk to her anymore?
Was he angry because she replied slowly?
Or... did her tone just now make him uncomfortable?
