Wu Lina recognized that it was Pān Shīshī's nasal voice in the background. Once again an unknown fear gripped on her heart. Before she could ask him any further question, Yang Xinyu said, "Sorry baby, the clients are waiting. I will call you as soon as I finish my dinner."
"But Xinyu…" she couldn't even finish her sentence and the line went dead. She became upset, her night was ruined. From past three days she had started sweating a lot more than usual. At nights it was all the more troublesome.
