The sudden news woke Nian Xiaomu up immediately.
She jumped out of bed, unable to believe what she heard. "What did you say? What happened?"
The person at the other end of the phone continued to say something.
After a while, Nian Xiaomu hung up and Yu Yuehan sat up. Looking at her pale face, he reached out his hands to pat her head and asked, "What happened, you look horrified, aren't I here?"
Usually, if Nian Xiaomu were to hear his egoistic comments, she would have laughed at him for being full of himself.
However today, she put her phone at the side, looked up and answered with an empty voice. "I've just got news that the clothing factory caught fire…"
Fire.
As long as the word 'Fire' flashed across Nian Xiaomu's mind, she would shiver uncontrollably.
That was a fear deeply entrenched in her memories.
When she snapped back to her senses, she got out of her bed and went to change.
