Song Ci was a little surprised when she received Mu Jingjue's call. She was a little dazed and couldn't figure out why he wanted to call her.

However, after she calmed down, she still answered the phone.

"Hello."

After the call was connected, there was a cold and low voice on the other end, still as pleasant as ever.

"Yes, it's me. What's the matter?" Song Ci responded softly.

"I heard that you took ugly photos of Yanran?" Mu Jingjue asked.

When Song Ci heard this, he felt funny. That girl actually complained?

So what did he mean? Was he here to call for justice? Judging from the sound of his voice, that didn't seem to be the case.

However, he seems to have always been like this, emotionally stable, and it is only occasionally less obvious in front of his family.

She didn't want to guess what he meant, so she went straight to the point: "So, you're here to call me to task?"

The person on the other side suddenly laughed. It was a very light laugh, but Song Ci still heard it. She was a little surprised. Did she say something funny? Why did she laugh?

But, it was a nice laugh.

"Mrs. Mu, you're worrying too much. I'm here to thank you."

Song Ci really didn't expect this, and felt a little embarrassed when he heard it.

"Nothing, you're welcome."

"That girl is fearless and really hard to coax. I never thought that you could make her obedient." Mu Jingjue said with a slight smile.

"It's easy to guess what little girls are thinking," Song Ci replied.

"Mrs. Mu is the best."

Song Ci felt a little uncomfortable when he heard him calling her Madam Mu all the time. It was as if they were in a very intimate relationship. When he said that aloud, it made people imagine a lot.

"I thought Mr. Mu wanted to vent his anger on my sister's behalf and come to settle the score with me." Song Ci continued his words.

"Don't worry, I'm not that bad."

"Then how are you going to explain this to her?" That girl specifically called me, wasn't she just trying to vent her anger? She definitely wants to delete the photos.

"Then please ask Madam Mu to threaten her a little more to make her take the medicine."

Song Ci also found it funny and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Aren't you afraid that your sister will be angry and disown you as her brother?"

"That's okay. Kids are always like that."

"Um."

After the two finished talking, there was another period of silence, but neither of them hung up the phone. For a moment, they felt that there was something surrounding each other.

"How's Grandma?"

"Grandma is fine."

The two asked and answered each other.

"How's your work going? Is it going well?"

"It went pretty smoothly."

That's right, he's Mu Jingjue, right? How could things go wrong?

After asking, she felt it was redundant and bit her lower lip in embarrassment.

The other party didn't expect that she would ask about his work. This was the first time in so many years that someone asked him if his work was going well.

Others took it for granted that he was omnipotent, but at this moment, he actually felt something was different.

"Yeah, it went pretty smoothly."

"Okay, then you should rest early."

"Okay, you too."

After Song Ci hung up the phone, he thought about it, called up the video he shot today, and sent it to him on WeChat.

After receiving it, Mu Jingjue clicked it to take a look, then smiled and said: No wonder she asked me to ask you to delete it.

She's fine, don't worry, just focus on your work.

Song Ci thought he might be worried about his family, so he simply sent the video to him so that he could work with peace of mind.

From that day on, the two would chat and send messages on WeChat whenever they had time.

After the two hung up the phone, Mu Jingjue held the phone in a daze for a while, and it took him a while to concentrate on his work.

It seems that he needs to finish the work at hand and go back early.

Song Ci stared blankly at her phone for a moment. The voice was so beautiful, wasn't it? It was so beautiful that she was almost lost in thought.

She looked at the door, then turned it open and went to Mu Yanran's room.

She gently turned the handle and walked in quietly.

Ever since she found out she had a fever, Aunt Yang never asked her to close the door again.

She walked to the bed and looked at the little girl lying on the bed. At this moment, she suddenly felt a little pitiful for her, as she lost her parents at such a young age.

She touched her head and found that she didn't have a fever, so she covered her with a blanket and went out.

The moment she closed the door, the little girl who was still sleeping suddenly opened her eyes.