With a soft chuckle, the man's mood suddenly improved.
Shen Wan's stiff back gradually relaxed as she realized she had been holding her breath, and she had unconsciously broken into a cold sweat.
"If you're thinking about me, why didn't you call me?"
"I was afraid it might interfere with your work."
"Is the phone working well?" He paused and added, "The one I gifted you."
Shen Wan's scalp tightened, her wariness surfacing.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
"...Sorry. The phone... it got damaged."
"How did it get damaged?"
Shen Wan didn't answer.
The voice on the other end grew markedly serious. "You're lying."
"I'm not. If you really want to know, you can ask Shen Yan." With that, she hung up.
Shen Qian was momentarily stunned. Her voice...
Had she been crying?
The emotions within him suddenly became restless.