Hearing Lin Miao's words, Sun Zhe felt a stir in his heart, and secretly sighed with delight.
So he put down Lin Miao's two silky feet, moved aside to pick up his phone, and started searching for Shiyan's mother's number in his contacts.
As Lin Miao saw him truly intending to call Jiang Yushu, her heart trembled uncontrollably, and she suddenly regretted saying those words earlier.
"Witch Master, are you really going to call Sister Yushu?"
Sun Zhe raised an eyebrow at her, "Didn't you tell me to call her?"
Lin Miao lightly pressed her red lips together, furrowed her beautiful brows, and softly muttered, "I was just speaking casually..."
Sun Zhe chuckled with a wicked smile, "So should I call her or not? If it's just you, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed for the next half month."
Upon hearing this, Lin Miao's beautiful eyes trembled, instantly recalling the terrifying power Sun Zhe had demonstrated in those previous hours!
After a brief hesitation, she nodded.
