That voice, it seemed to be speaking about Mrs. Shi right by her ear, yet it remained indistinct, intermittent, unclear. All she could feel was the deep sorrow in the tone, which involuntarily clenched her heart.
Who was it that spoke in her ear? That voice... it was very familiar. Familiar... it seemed like Shi Che's voice.
Her heart violently trembled, and she widened her eyes in disbelief, her dark pupils fixing in place.
How could it be Shi Che? He had always despised her, and they had divorced just yesterday, so why would he come to find her?
But... if it wasn't Shi Che, why was the voice so familiar, and why did hearing his voice also make her feel sad?
Ling Chuxia furrowed her brows, trying very hard to recall what the voice had said, if it really was Shi Che, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember.
She couldn't help but annoyingly slap her own head.
