It's seven o'clock, why hasn't Cheng Lie come to find her yet?
Yun Shifei stayed in the cold, lifeless hotel room, watching the clock inch forward bit by bit. Her phone was silent, and there was no movement at the door either.
They had clearly agreed on six-thirty, but now he hadn't shown up.
Could it be that he forgot where she was staying?
Yun Shifei decided to get dressed and headed down to the lobby to wait for him.
But she waited until seven-thirty, and he still hadn't appeared.
At this point, her stomach betrayed her with a loud rumble.
Yun Shifei stared at her phone. Cheng Lie was never the type to be late. In the past, whenever they arranged to meet up, he was always on time—sometimes even arriving earlier than her.
What was going on today? Had he decided he didn't want her to take responsibility for him anymore?
Thinking this, Yun Shifei felt a dull ache in her chest and a growing unease.
