Heavy Snow, Returning (9)

Seeing this message, Yin Shuhui was scared out of her wits as if she had seen a ghost. She threw her phone far away.

She didn't dare to reply to Guo Muyang's message. Unexpectedly, a few hours later, he called her several times.

She didn't dare to answer the call, shivering as she turned off her phone.

She was trembling with fear the entire night and could not sleep.

The next day, she arrived at work with dark circles under her eyes. She was sleepy.

Suddenly, her phone rang again. She glanced and saw that the number didn't belong to Guo Muyang, so she subconsciously answered it. However, it was his voice on the other end. "You have the guts to send me messages every day, but you don't have the guts to pick up my calls?"

Yin Shuhui's face was as red as the morning glow in the sky. "I-I thought it was an empty number..."

"There was a problem with the settings. It's not really an empty number."