By the time her eyelids closed, she finally got a reply—
Ye Qianxiao: Oh.
Ye Qianxiao: It's nothing.
Chu King: ...
After replying with a string of ellipses, Chu Liangxia rolled over, gave it some thought, and felt something was off, so she continued to reply.
Chu King: Did you, forget what I'm called?
After sending it, there was no response from the other side.
On the other hand—
At Shajian Base, in the office building, on the second floor.
Ye Qianxiao sat next to the office desk, dressed in army camouflage, with her camouflage hat carelessly tossed on top of a folder. Her long legs crossed, she finished writing the name "Chu Liangxia" on a piece of paper, and then her signing pen twirled in her hand.
She looked up, lazily leaning back in her chair.
Across from her, Feng Fan, also clad in camouflage, threw her mobile phone over to her.
"She guessed it," Feng Fan raised his eyebrows at her.