"What?!" Isabella's pupils constricted, and she raised her pitch.
However, Ye Feng's expression did not change. He repeated in a clear tone. "Kalina, your sister."
"If you don't want to talk to her, I'll hang up!"
"Wait! Wait!" Isabella quickly took the phone. "You have news about my sister?"
"Is my sister alright?"
"Are you sure you're not lying to me?"
Ye Feng glanced at the phone. "The phone is right here."
"You'll know when you say hello."
He ignored Isabella's reaction and continued to admire the painting.
Isabella's voice was trembling with excitement as she tried to greet the person on the other end of the phone. "Kalina?"
"Isabella?" A familiar voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.
"It's me, Kalina."
Isabella's eyes lit up.
When she looked at Ye Feng again, her eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief.
Ye Feng was not surprised.