"I don't know them," Shi Annuo casually answered and then lowered his head to focus on eating.
Just then, the phone rang again. Shi Annuo glanced at it—it was still the same number—and he dismissed the call once more.
Wen Zhaozhao said to him, "Answer it. What if it's something important?"
Shi Annuo glanced at the incoming call, which hadn't been answered yet, but he just smiled at Wen Zhaozhao and took her hand. "It's over between her and me. I won't drag it out; that wouldn't be fair to you."
At that moment, Shi Annuo's phone rang again, and this time it was Song Qinghuan calling.
Shi Annuo smiled at Wen Zhaozhao and then picked up the phone to answer.
"Annuo, Han Qianqian had a car accident!" Song Qinghuan's anxious voice came through, panting heavily, clearly running at the moment.
Shi Annuo was stunned for a few seconds, then his heart started pounding.
