Zhang Yan listened and said with feigned seriousness, "Alright, I'll send you the address. You bring the child back safely."
"Okay," Uncle Chen agreed and hung up.
Zhang Yan also put down his phone and looked at Liu Xian, asking, "What are you looking at me for?"
"Your granddaughter is quite the handful," Liu Xian interjected.
Zhang Yan's expression turned cold. "If you want your salary docked, keep talking."
Hearing the mention of salary, Liu Xian quickly shut his mouth, turned, and resumed working with Fan Yan, hammering the board.
Zhang Yan glared at Liu Xian and sent the address to Uncle Chen.
In the hotel lobby, Mu Anxiao watched Uncle Chen put down his phone, thinking, Zhang Yan is a man with a good memory. He… must still recognize him, right? With that thought, she casually asked, "Is that my family member?"
Uncle Chen noted the address, put his phone away, and said, "Yes, he sent me the address. Let's go."
"Okay," Mu Anxiao agreed.
Uncle Chen led the way, and Mu Anxiao followed closely behind him as they left the hotel. Just as they reached the roadside, Mu Anxiao turned her head and inadvertently saw Feng Qishi blocked by Shi Momo, her brow furrowing.
Following Mu Anxiao's gaze, Uncle Chen saw Feng Qishi blocked by Shi Momo. He hurriedly put down his hand, which had been signaling for a car, and sternly asked, "What are you doing?" He then walked towards Feng Qishi.
Mu Anxiao stood in place, not moving.
"Uncle Chen, why are you out here?" Feng Qishi turned his head and asked Uncle Chen.
Uncle Chen stopped beside him and looked at Shi Momo. "Young lady, this is not appropriate."
"What about me?" Shi Momo asked, displeased.
"He's still a student. Blocking him like this, what sort of conduct is this?"
"Who are you?" Shi Momo impolitely scanned Uncle Chen from head to toe.
"I am his teacher, and also his uncle," Uncle Chen said, intending to pull Feng Qishi away. "We just met. You girls have such poor memories."
"I never remember people like you," Shi Momo said.
Uncle Chen snorted and began lecturing Shi Momo.
Mu Anxiao sighed as she watched Feng Qishi, then suddenly felt movement from the disk in her pocket again. "Wolf demon," she muttered. She took the disk out of her pocket, scanned her surroundings, and finally tilted her head, fixing her gaze on the unchanging sky.
"What are you doing?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao withdrew her gaze from the sky and turned to the man who asked, "It's none of your business."
"I like that thing of yours," the man said, pointing at Mu Anxiao's disk.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the disk, which had fallen silent again, and turned to the man. "You like it, what does that have to do with me?" As she spoke, she put the disk back into her pocket in front of him.
The man looked at Mu Anxiao's hand and smiled, "Do you know why I came to find you?"
Mu Anxiao took a step back, remaining silent.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's silence, the man snorted and said, "Because you bullied my girlfriend."
"Just because you say I bullied her, and you snort? What's that about?" Mu Anxiao asked, unable to contain herself.
The man was surprised by Mu Anxiao's sharp tongue. His expression turned a bit awkward as he said, "I like to snort. It shows I'm angry."
"What does my being angry have to do with you?" Mu Anxiao deliberately moved two steps to the side.
"You girl…"
At the same time, Feng Qishi, who had been observing for a while, couldn't help but speak up, "Hey, why are you standing over there?"