Lin Yuxi’s brow furrowed. So they really did talk about everything. At a red light, Yu Jiaxiao, who had been shamelessly eavesdropping, couldn't take it anymore. She snatched the phone from Lin Yuxi's hand and adopted a syrupy, affected tone. “Oh my, is that you, Jiang Nan? How could you come back without telling me!” Jiang Nan was clearly baffled. “I’m sorry, you are…?” “It’s Xiaoxiao!” Yu Jiaxia