If Mo Jingshen was too busy these two days to fly over, she could fly back to Hai City with Feng Ling.
But why didn't he even call her?
There was no news of him even at twelve o'clock in the evening. She thought he might be on a flight home from abroad that took more time than usual.
After not getting his call or seeing him showing up, she took a shower and went to sleep.
At six o'clock the next morning, Feng Ling's cell phone suddenly rang.
As soon as Ji Nuan heard the ringtone, she jumped up from the bed although it was not her cell phone ringing.
Feng Ling was sleeping in the guest room next door. When Ji Nuan pushed the door open, Feng Ling was already answering the call. She looked solemn.
Feng Ling who was usually expressionless rarely had such an expression.
In an instant, Ji Nuan had a hunch that something terrible happened!
