In the luxurious mansion of Dihor Garden, Rong Yan sat up on the sofa, then lay back down, and kept repeating this over and over again. Her phone remained silent, quiet as a chicken!
"Could it be, he really doesn't plan to bother with me anymore?"
Rong Yan felt something was off, but couldn't explain what; she just felt uncomfortable. She sat up again, staring at her phone for a few minutes. She almost memorized every detail of the phone, but still, there was no response.
Unable to hold back any longer, she stood up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. She hesitated before dialing Gu Ming's number.
"Beep beep..."
She wanted to ask Gu Ming if that man was still busy.
Perhaps he was still at the office.
After seven or eight rings, the familiar automated female voice she had heard all night answered, "I'm sorry, the user you are trying to reach is not available right now. Please try again later."