Su Yuerou couldn't understand Fu Yihan's sudden actions.
However, he didn't say a word, just went to and from work as usual every day.
On this particular day, the two were sitting in the car when Fu Yihan's phone suddenly rang.
Looking at the screen impatiently, Fu Yihan hung up the call.
Yet, the person on the other end was persistent. After he hung up, the calls kept coming, one... two... three times...
"Bang—"
Su Yuerou was momentarily stunned, lowering her gaze to the phone that had fallen at her feet.
Taking a glance at Fu Yihan's darkened expression, Su Yuerou slowly bent down, intending to pick up the phone.
"Don't pick it up!"
Her hand paused mid-air, and Su Yuerou looked cautiously at Fu Yihan.
His gaze was icy, staring at her with a warning glare.
"....."
Retracting her hand silently, Su Yuerou lowered her head without saying a word.
The car continued to move forward slowly, and the atmosphere inside grew increasingly strange.
