In the following few days, Chen Bin drifted between Zhao Xinmei and Ma Juan, living a very comfortable little life.
But the only thing that troubled him was that his lower back hurt a bit, and he even wobbled a bit when walking.
It seemed that facing women who had been starved for too long simultaneously was something he still couldn't handle.
That evening, while Chen Bin was in deep conversation with Ma Juan, the phone next to his pillow suddenly rang.
Chen Bin glanced at the caller ID and didn't bother to answer.
Unexpectedly, the phone kept ringing incessantly afterward.
Ma Juan was utterly annoyed, so she simply turned off his phone.
It wasn't until the next morning, when Chen Bin turned his phone back on, that he found over thirty missed calls.
After a brief hesitation, he finally called back.
The moment the call connected, Zha Qiuling's questioning voice came through.
"What do you mean by this? Why didn't you answer my calls?!"
