Ye Xiaofei lay in bed, whistling, waiting for the ringtone of his phone to sound.
Ring, ring, ring.
Just as Ye Xiaofei was wondering why Director Ouyang had not yet made the call, the urgent ringtone blared.
"Hello, Director Ouyang, what's up now?"
Ye Xiaofei was good at pretense, clearly waiting for the call, yet when it finally came, he huffed as if annoyed.
"Well, Master Ye, those who attacked you have been captured. If you're available, I can send someone to pick you up."
Director Ouyang chuckled awkwardly, immediately realizing from Ye Xiaofei's tone that he was still upset, so he naturally softened his voice a bit. If Ye Xiaofei didn't come, it would be the end of it.
"Caught them?"
Ye Xiaofei repeated the question, blinked, and said, "Alright, I'll drive over right now."
"Shall I send someone to pick you up?"
Director Ouyang had heard Ye Xiaofei was injured, so he intended to go and fetch him—he didn't want any more mishaps regarding this matter.