Of course, there was something.
Ever since Huo Zhuo sent him that message that day, Yan Jingting had not received any messages from Chu Zhiyi.
He thought to himself that Chu Zhiyi must now be aware of his feelings, and as long as she had time to process, she would definitely get in touch with him again.
She hadn't let him see her roses bloom yet.
He was so busy abroad that he couldn't get away, and when he finally had some time to rest, he didn't expect that Chu Zhiyi hadn't called him at all.
Yan Jingting became somewhat restless; in just three short hours, he had made almost four phone calls, none of which were answered.
Now that he heard a woman's voice on the other end of the phone, Yan Jingting's heart finally settled a bit.
He asked, "Madam, may I have your esteemed name?"
"My surname is Jin."
Yan Jingting knew who she was.
"It turns out to be Zhizhi's roommate." His voice was even, "Please trouble you to have Zhizhi give me a call back tomorrow."