"Wanwan, she's my aunt's daughter, the cousin I mentioned to you before..."
In the spacious private room, silence fell like ashes, with only the sound of a vibration buzzing in Fu Weiheng's pocket for a long time.
He snapped back to reality, took out his phone from the coat pocket, and saw an unfamiliar number displayed on the screen. He slid to answer: "Hello."
"Neil, it's me, am I disturbing you?"
The soft, familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. Fu Weiheng glanced at Jiang Zhiyan who was seated back on the sofa, turned to walk to the window, and his tone became particularly gentle: "How could you be." He glanced at his watch, it was almost midnight, "Haven't slept yet?"
Su Wan: "Um... my phone seems to be left on your bed..."
Just as she finished speaking, before Fu Weiheng could respond, a clear female voice came from the other end: "Su Wan, you actually ended up in the God's bed?" Followed by a burst of scattered laughter.
