Ji Nuan immediately looked down at the phone number shown on the screen.
It was Mo Jingshen's number! She instantly jumped up from the bed and picked up the call as fast as she could. "Hello?"
The call was connected, but the other side didn't speak. She vaguely heard someone breathing on the other side, but the breath seemed to be far away from the cell phone.
"Hello? Jingshen!" Ji Nuan held her cell phone tightly. "Where are you? Are you…"
"Beep—"
This call lasted less than five seconds before cutting off.
Ji Nuan's hands froze. She took a look at the screen. The call had been cut off for sure.
For some reason, Ji Nuan's heart suddenly beat faster. She stared at the call record and suddenly rushed out of the bedroom, running to Feng Ling's room and began to knock hard on the door.
