She pressed the answer button, but she didn't make a sound. Instead, she found a book and sat at the table to read it.
"Hello? Jenny?"
"Hello? Why don't you talk!"
At first the other party could remain calm, but after a long silence, she gradually collapsed.
"What kind of medicine did you give me? Do you know what I look like now? Do you know that I was hurt by you?"
"I know you are here, talk! What should I do?!"
"Tut—"
The cat with the small crescent on its forehead was full of food. It swayed and rubbed against Song Yaoyao's toes.
Song Yaoyao dropped the book and bent down to pick it up.
"I'm not happy, you've gained weight again, you need to lose weight~"
Song Jingwan was stunned.
In a quiet room in a foreign country, she suddenly felt chills all over her body.
"Song Yaoyao?"
"ah… "
Song Yaoyao mumbled lazily, "It's been so long, I'm glad you can still hear my voice."
"You!" Song Jingwan gritted her teeth tightly to restrain herself from showing fear, "Why you? Isn't this Jeni's call?"
Song Yaoyao smiled and rolled her eyes, extremely happy.
"You're really interesting. Haven't you understood yet? There are many people named Jenny in this world, but the one you're looking for doesn't exist at all."
The girl's tone was light and ethereal, and her soft voice was full of joy.
Song Jingwan shook her head, and her fingertips gripped the phone until she was pale and bloodless, "Impossible, I don't believe it, it's impossible!!"
She screamed suddenly and hung up the phone.
Song Yaoyao shrugged, "It's really boring."
She scratched her unhappy belly, "Unhappy, where's your little friend? Go, I'll take you to find it!"
Just two steps away, the phone rang again.
This time, Song Yaoyao left the room without looking back, and ignored her.
Song Jingwan seemed to be in a daze, she persistently dialed, her face was terribly pale, and her lips trembled even more.
"Answer the phone... answer the phone... Song Yaoyao!! You answer the phone for me!!!"
She seemed to be crazy, she kept muttering, spitting out curses, and screaming from time to time.
Unfortunately, no one took care of her at all.
Song Wenchuan was busy for most of the night and only returned home in the early morning.
He was so tired that he didn't even have the energy to lift his eyelids.
As soon as I walked into the hall, I realized that the lights in the hall were on. A thin and small figure nestled on the sofa, she was wrapped in a blanket, and she did not sleep soundly.
Song Wenchuan's heart sank.
Song Weiwei didn't sleep deeply at first, but she woke up suddenly when she heard footsteps, and when she saw Song Wenchuan, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.
"Brother, are you back?"
Song Wenchuan stared blankly at her for a long time, then gave a soft 'hmm'.
It seems that even the body is not so tired anymore.
"Brother, have you eaten outside? I left the soup for you. I boiled it at night. It has been kept warm. Can you drink a bowl before you rest?"
Song Weiwei said as she removed the blanket and walked towards the kitchen.
Song Wenchuan wanted to say no, but seeing Song Weiwei's enthusiastic appearance, he paused and swallowed the words of refusal.
The girl has a slender figure and is wearing simple home clothes. It was also because of her presence that this huge house became more popular.
"It's still hot, be careful."
Song Weiwei put the soup on the table with a smile, and looked at Song Wenchuan expectantly, "Try it quickly, and give me some advice by the way."