"Hmph," Chi Huan let out a heavy, derisive snort, "Even if it wasn't your direct order that had her kidnapped, you're still implicated. If anything truly happens to Mu Xi, Mo Shiqian will definitely hold you responsible. If he can't retaliate against you, he'll target your most prized Clod—Summer."
Having said that, she hung up the phone.
Clenching the phone tightly in her hand, she eventually turned around and threw it onto the desktop.
...
Chi Huan didn't want to waste his time, so she didn't even bother calling him, instead she thoughtfully composed a text message.
[I'm waiting for you at home.]
Afterward, she skipped dinner and lay down on her desk, not knowing how long she stayed there until she finally fell asleep.
It wasn't until her phone vibrated and woke her from her slumber…
