The phone rang continuously about three times and then fell silent.
Su Xiaomeng thought angrily: Only three times and gave up! Hmph!
She pulled open the quilt, took a breath of fresh air, sat up, and squinted at the phone not far away:
Ring again, ring again, if it rings again I'll pick it up…
Just as she was muttering this to herself, the phone really rang once more.
Su Xiaomeng pursed her lips, holding back a smile, and amusedly crawled to the end of the bed to get the phone. However, when she saw the unfamiliar number displayed on the screen…
The smirk disappeared without a trace.
An unspeakable sense of disappointment and dejection filled her, as she listlessly answered the call, "Hello…"
"Su Xiaomeng, you've got guts now, hanging up on your man's call just like that."
The deep, magnetic voice of Yin Shixiu came through the phone.
Su Xiaomeng felt like her heart took a heavy blow, with a "thump" it went…
