Ding Yiyi pushed Ye Chuyun aside. He fell back in a hurry. He knocked heavily on the low tea table at the waist and gave out a muffled hum.

The phone is still ringing, which is distressing. "Chuyun!" Ding Yiyi hurriedly lifted him up, his eyes were full of anxiety, which must have been very painful just now!

Ye Chuyun looked painful. She shook her head with self-reproach and stopped ringing. He gestured to get his cell phone. Ding Yi rushed to give it to him.

He took a look at his cell phone and got up and went to the balcony. Ding Yiyi wandered around the room. She felt...