Maybe he hasn't woken up yet.
The second call went through, but after a few rings, it was interrupted.
When Qiao Xiaren dialed again, a message indicated that the phone had been switched off.
After trying a couple of times, Qiao Xiaren began to feel suspicious.
Looking at the situation, could it be that Lu Qian was avoiding her calls?
"What's wrong?" Si Limo's hand slid off her shoulder as he noticed Qiao Xiaren's troubled expression, as though she was deep in thought.
"I'm heading to King now." Qiao Xiaren stood up, grabbed her car key from the table, and rushed downstairs.
A vague sense of foreboding lingered, though she couldn't explain why.
"What's going on?" Si Limo followed her downstairs. He wrapped one arm around her waist, spun her to face him, and held her close to his chest. "What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
