The gentle voice of a woman lingered softly in his ear, leaving the man momentarily stunned.
Yin Hu then realized that, as he had been so focused on holding an umbrella for Zuzi and getting her into the car, he hadn't noticed his phone vibrating at all.
"Miss Gu, I'm sorry, I... I left in a hurry."
He hastily, belatedly, held the large umbrella over Gu Shiyin's head.
Just as he had protected Zuzi earlier, he shielded Gu Shiyin now.
Yet oddly enough, the same downpour that didn't touch Zuzi earlier now pounded down relentlessly, slanting through the edges of the large umbrella, offering as little shelter as Gu Shiyin's small one. Both were barely adequate.
Gu Shiyin was drenched, looking very bedraggled.
She had to bear it, lifting her rain-soaked face, continuing with a concerned expression, "Brother Hu, tell me honestly, has something happened with Mr. Bo again?"
Yin Hu was about to say, "Yes..."
