Qiao Anyan stopped typing on the keyboard, pursed the corners of her mouth, and looked at the phone.

Long Chenli said, "Are you going to be outside? Is there something wrong with your life?"

Qiao Anyan curled her lips. Why was Long Chen Li acting like he was monitoring her in her room? Even she knew what she was doing in real time.

She looked around suspiciously, and the WeChat notification sounded again.

"Stop looking. If I need to ...