Zhu Bocheng, wearing sunglasses, waited at the airport for half a day without seeing Qi Zhenbai. He made a phone call and learned that Qi Zhenbai would be leaving in another day, so he had to board the plane ahead.
Sitting in the first class seat of the plane, he sighed a little. In fact, after going home yesterday and listening to what Chi Shuyan had said, the more he pondered, the more uneasy he felt. He couldn't be blamed for being suspicious. The timing of the chime's delivery was too inopportune. Also, He Yuanzheng's fervent attitude in repeatedly urging him to hang it up was just too strange.
He removed the wind chime and kept it in a box, thinking about asking Chi Shuyan about it the next day.
Before he had time to ask, however, the bloody life-threatening serial call came over, and Zhu Bocheng's mother nagged at him until his whole head ballooned. He had no choice and reluctantly promised to go home early tomorrow.
Zhu Residence
