"What's the matter?" Qin Jinhuan's chilly voice made Mu Yu twitch her lips. He was quite masterful at acting as if he could fool anyone into thinking that the caller was not Yin Anran. While she was judging him silently, he told the caller that he was busy and ended the call. Even so, he stared at the phone for a while before putting it away.
"Hmph. Don't act like you don't care and hang up on her when you secretly wanted to talk to her!" Mu Yu sneered and gave him a side-eye.
"It's a call from Xi."
"Xi?" Mu Yu instantly thought of the fact that Qin Chengxi was sick. "Oh right, Xi said that he has terminal illness. Is that true?"
"I'm not sure."
"Didn't you investigate it?"
"That is none of my business."
"How is that none of your business? He's your younger brother!"
"I don't have
