He knew that once the Eldest Young Master woke up, he would definitely look for Tong Wenya. Sure enough, he did not guess incorrectly.
"Why are you standing still? You still want me to personally take it?"
Hee Wenbo took out his phone and handed it to Chunyu Chen. Chunyu Chen pressed the button to turn it on and the phone rang. There was an unread message in the inbox. It was from Tong Wenya.
It was very simple. It was a simple sentence: We don't owe each other anything. We will never meet again.
Damn it! Chunyu Chen hit the bed hard, causing the wound to hurt.
He dialed the number with a sullen face. The number that he knew by heart rang for a long time, but it was still not answered.
Tong Wenya looked at the string of unfamiliar and familiar numbers on her phone and had mixed feelings.
No matter how busy she was, she was still worried about his injuries.