Listening to the familiar ringtone and looking at her phone… her heart was again in her mouth.
Ji Ziming had set pure instrumental music as his ringtone.
His ringtone was hard to forget because it was too special.
Therefore, even the woman recuperating in bed could not deceive herself that the man outside was not her fiancé.
The pleasant music kept ringing as the owner of the phone seemed to be hesitating if he should pick up.
At last, the person had made up his mind and picked up the call.
"Pei Ge…"
When the clear and deep voice came through, Tang Xiaoyu widened her eyes and covered her mouth in shock.
She looked outside the ward in disbelief even though she could not see the man in the corridor, from the voice alone, her best friend's fiancé was undeniably the one outside.
"Ziming… where are you…" The woman in bed felt even weaker when she asked this.
"I…"
