Ye Tianxin could not hear Gu Yancheng but she could see his lips mouthing the words.
He said, "Ye Tianxin, Happy New Year. May all go well with you."
Ye Tianxin's heart was pounding fast. She felt as though the blood in her body all went up to her head. Ye Tianxin just stood still, unsure of what to say.
Gu Yancheng sat on the chair, his lips curling into a sinister grin.
The ominous glint in his eyes was forever imprinted on Ye Tianxin's mind. She would never forget the image. It haunted her all these years.
Ye Tianxin walked toward Gu Yancheng. She sat in front of him and took up the phone.
Gu Yancheng did the same.
He placed the phone on his ear and moved his lips slightly.
"I thought you wouldn't come," Gu Yancheng's voice was hoarse and soft.
Ye Tianxin held on to the phone and took a deep breath. "Gu Yancheng, what are you trying to do?"
"I just want to see you."
