No matter how loudly Ji Shanshan screamed, no one responded.
Because there wasn't a single person outside the door, nobody could possibly hear her voice.
In a fit of rage and desperation, Ji Shanshan pounded on the door with her fists, only to wince in pain and shake her hand uncontrollably. She stood there, her chest rising and falling, and after a few seconds of forced calm, started rummaging through her handbag for her phone.
William received Ji Shanshan's call while standing in the crowd, watching Ji Wei distribute cake to the guests at the front.
He glanced at the incoming call display indifferently, then casually silenced his phone and slipped it back into his pocket.
Ji Shanshan called over a dozen times, but William didn't answer.
She could hardly believe it—it was an unbearable reality.
