"What took you so long to call back?"
The moment the call connected, Jin Xueli's voice was so loud and angry it felt like a gust of wind blew from the phone's receiver. "Do you have any idea I almost died today because of the Kai Family? Wait, no—that was yesterday!"
'I don't remember us being this close,' Tian Xi thought.
But that didn't seem to stop Jin Xueli from acting overly familiar with him. She said whatever came to her mind, however she wanted, without a care for pleasantries or how aggressive her tone might be. It wasn't as if they were close; it was more like Tian Xi owed her money.
"I haven't had time to look at my phone," he explained. "I just saw your… seventeen missed calls and twenty-four messages."
With Chaisi still unconscious, all of the Kai Family's affairs, large and small, had suddenly fallen onto Tian Xi's unprepared shoulders.
