“Please.” Ye Sichen’s eyes moved away from Xia Nuan.

“Before you came back, someone called and said that they were looking for Xia Nuan.” Mrs. Ni said coldly, with a bit of doubt in her eyes, “I don’t understand. Since you were ‘killed’, no one knows our trace. I installed this phone on the island to contact with Meng Zuo conveniently, but I just don’t understand. Why would anyone call Xia Nuan? I wonder if Xia Nuan leaked our address ...