Shi Qian turned to look for her phone and saw that there was only one phone on the bedside table. It was Fu Sinian's.
Only then did she remember that her kidnapper had crushed her phone.
There was no need to call him. She really had no way of knowing Liu Yiming's situation.
"I'll call you once. Don't go back on your word." Shi Qian puffed up her cheeks and looked at Fu Sinian.
Fu Sinian nodded.
"H-Hubby." Shi Qian's voice was as small as a mosquito.
"I can't hear you." Fu Sinian didn't give him any face.
"Hubby," Shi Qian said again.
Fu Sinian nodded in satisfaction.
"Alright, tell me quickly!"
"Liu Yiming is fine. He was on an IV until early in the morning and left."
"That's good." Shi Qian breathed a sigh of relief. "I feel like this is directed at me. I don't feel good if someone else is implicated because of me."
