A half-hour passed, Bai Xiaoxiao left the sofa and lay on the bed, but she couldn't sleep at all.
The phone was placed on the bedside table.
Lying on her side, Bai Xiaoxiao was torn in her mind. In the end, she picked up the phone.
Digit by digit, she dialed a familiar number, one she knew by heart.
However, dialing this number now made her hesitate greatly.
Earlier, his secretary said he was drunk.
In the past, when drunk, he often called her name. So tonight, if she made this call, would something change...
Finally, she pressed the call button.
At that moment, Bai Xiaoxiao held her breath, her watery eyes tinged with nervousness.
The phone rang twice and was picked up.
When the voice on the other end came, it wasn't the one she anxiously hoped for, but rather the voice of the woman who called her earlier. Bai Xiaoxiao's expression changed slightly.
A taut string in her heart suddenly snapped.
