Bai Shirui: "..."
She forced a smile, her lips twitching with an aching stiffness, embodying the attitude of agreeing with whatever Meng Han said: "Alright."
A moment later, the sound of rushing water mixed with faint rustling noises drifted out from the bathroom.
After sipping her coffee for more than ten minutes, Bai Shirui finally stiffly placed the cup down.
She leaned back, attempting to relax herself.
Yet the uneasiness nestled deep in her heart continued to stir her thoughts, making it impossible to find peace.
She closed her eyes, then reopened them.
When her peripheral vision caught sight of the phone sitting on the table, her hand resting on her knee clenched subconsciously.
Bai Shirui hesitated for a moment and glanced towards the bathroom. Upon hearing the cheerful humming from inside, she finally made up her mind.
She held her breath, swiftly picked up the phone, and unlocked it, frantically searching through the contacts list.
