218 Warmth in the Heart (8)

Su Zhinian focused his hearing on the phone and realized that, other than the sound of wind, there was no other sound coming from her end; it was eerily quiet.

A bad feeling settled in his gut. Before Song Qingchun could answer his question, he asked, "Where are you now?"

Song Qingchun's heart had stopped beating when Su Zhinian asked if she was outside. It took a great measure of courage before she could prepare to apologize but Su Zhinian's continued 'interrogation' had shattered her mustered bravery. She sucked in a deep breath, and her phone almost fell from her shaking fingers. However, without a better answer in mind, she blurted out his name in an effort to stall. "Mr Su… I…"

The words "Mr. Su" rushed out of Song Qingchun's mouth, and in her nervousness, her volume was louder than usual. Thanks to that, Su Zhinian could discern the nasally undertone in her voice.

Su Zhinian's heart shrunk. She's crying? This means her confession failed?