When he got home that night, Tang Zong gave Rong nuo a call, but no one picked up.
Tang Zong frowned. Why didn't anyone pick up?
He called two more times, but still no one picked up.
Tang Zong was worried. Could something have happened?
He paced back and forth in the room anxiously and made dozens of calls in half an hour.
Finally, at about nine O 'clock in the evening, Rong nuo picked up.
"hello, yingluo." rong nuo opened her mouth, her voice full of fatigue.
Tang Zong hurriedly asked, "what's the matter? did something happen? you haven't been picking up my calls. I'm so worried.
Rong nuo threw herself heavily on the bed. of course I have something to do, Yueyue. I'm very tired, so I'm going to rest first. I'll call you again tomorrow.
Rong nuo's words were not pleasant to hear, but she was really exhausted and could not hold on any longer. Tang Zong hurriedly said,"Oh, alright Yingluo, have a good rest."
