In the night, Chi Xiaoyu was startled awake by the vibration of her cell phone.
Sitting up, she found that Gong Beiming was no longer beside her.
She looked around and saw the light in the study was still on.
Was this man still busy with work?
The phone was still vibrating incessantly, with Bo Xuan calling again.
She took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.
"Hello!"
"Xiao Yu, you finally answered. Why haven't you been taking my calls lately?"
It was the voice she knew so well.
But why did it seem so foreign, so distant?
Not a trace of warmth.
Bo Xuan felt somewhat uneasy.
"I didn't hear it!" she said indifferently.
"Our wedding is next week, don't you want to come back and discuss the details with me? The names of the guests, the banquet, oh right, you haven't tried on your wedding dress, have you?"
"Bo Xuan, I called Uncle Liu, and he froze my credit card. I want to know what's going on?"
"What did Uncle Liu say?" His tone was very tense.