Jiang Yao was stunned for a few seconds after she heard it. There was a female vixen in the army.
"Lu Xingzhi! Lu Xingzhi!" Jiang Yao shouted into the phone.
On the other side of the phone, Lu Xingzhi only realized when he heard Jiang Yao's voice coming from the phone that Jiang Yao had already picked up the phone.
He had been making the call for quite a while, but Jiang Yao did not pick up. He was heading home when he made the call. Suddenly, he saw a sneaky figure at the door. His attention shifted from the phone to the door.
He did not expect the sneaky person to be Colonel Ye's daughter, Ye Xueli. It was late at night, and she was carrying a fruit plate with three red Fuji apples on it. They had been washed and still had water on them. They looked good.
Thinking that Jiang Yao must have heard Ye Xueli's words, Lu Xingzhi quickly explained. "It's Colonel Ye's daughter who was speaking just now. She probably came over to greet me."