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Hot Meets Cold Chapter 1960

“You called me at this time? Did something happen?” Ye Wanan was somewhat surprised.

After exchanging numbers, Si Yehan had only called her once on his own initiative, which was already a significant breakthrough. She didn’t expect there would be a second time.

Si Yehan: “It’s nothing, I dialed by mistake.”

Ye Wanan: “……”

Dialed… by mistake?

He actually dialed by mistake, and Ye Wanan’s hopeful face turned dark.

“What are you doing?” the man’s voice on the other end of the phone asked softly.

His voice was like a soothing force, isolating everything outside the window into another world. Ye Wanan suddenly felt less frightened.

“Lying in bed, trying to sleep, but then suddenly there was a heavy rain. This place is terrifying enough even without rain!” Ye Wanan complained.

“Why not change your place of residence?” Si Yehan asked.

“I made a bet with someone before, saying that I, the flathead brother, dare to live in this haunted mansion that nobody dares to buy in the Independent State. If I move out now, won’t I lose face?” Ye Wanan grumbled.

Si Yehan: “……”

Si Yehan’s tone was filled with helplessness. “Are the windows closed?”

“Yes, they are…” Ye Wanan replied.

Si Yehan: “Good then, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up.”

“No, don’t hang up. The power went out, Ajie, I’m scared. Can you stay on the line and talk to me?” Although she wasn’t that scared anymore, Ye Wanan’s tone became more pitiful.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, as if the man was afraid she wouldn’t hear his voice. After about a couple of seconds, his voice came through again, “Alright.”

With this assurance, Ye Wanan felt like a dragon returning to the sea, and she started chatting comfortably.

“Hey, Shura Lord, wait a minute, did you really dial the wrong number? Did you see the heavy rain and worry that I’d be scared, so you deliberately called me? It wasn’t a mistake, was it?” Ye Wanan narrowed her eyes and asked.

Si Yehan: “You’re thinking too much.”

Ye Wanan: “I’m thinking too much? Then tell me, if it wasn’t me you were calling in the middle of the night, who was the little vixen you called?”

Si Yehan: “……”

Ye Wanan: “Speak up.”

The man on the other end of the phone sighed helplessly, “Aren’t you scared now?”

Ye Wanan sweetly replied, “Because I heard your voice!”

After chatting for a while, Ye Wanan became completely unafraid and even found it quite enjoyable to chat in the middle of the night. “By the way, Ajie, do you know about the struggles between the legitimate and collateral branches in the Independent State?”

“Why are you suddenly asking about this?” Si Yehan’s voice seemed to grow heavier.

“Just asking casually. It’s said that the legitimate branch has always wanted to eliminate the collateral branches. Isn’t the Si Clan an offshoot?” Ye Wanan asked.

“The strife between these two factions in the Independent State has a long history, and it’s not something that can be explained in a few words. Don’t get involved in these matters; they have nothing to do with you,” Si Yehan’s tone became somewhat serious.

“Get involved? Do I have that much free time? All my free time is spent coaxing you, you know? Forget it, I don’t want to hear about it, it’s boring. So… say something nice!” Ye Wanan playfully requested.

The sentence, ‘All my free time is spent coaxing you,’ successfully softened the man’s tone again. “What do you want me to say?”

Ye Wanan: “Like… you really, really like me, can’t live without me, love me to death…”