The sky darkened, plunging the world into an impenetrable blackness.
For two hours, Song Ling sat immobile, his eyes vacant as they stared into the void. He couldn't make sense of who Gu Dai really was.
When Zhao Xuan entered the villa and turned on the lights, he found Song Ling in this state. After hesitating for a few minutes, he mustered the courage to speak, "Mr. Song, Miss Jiang Yue couldn't reach you on your phone, so she called me."
Song Ling's eyes shifted slightly towards Zhao Xuan. His voice was cold, "Tell her not to contact me anymore."
Zhao Xuan looked uneasy. He lowered his head and spoke softly, "But Miss Jiang Yue said that if you ignore her and don't answer her calls, she'll have no reason to live and will commit suicide."
Song Ling's eyebrows furrowed, and he stood up abruptly. However, due to staying in one position for too long, his body was stiff, causing him to collapse back onto the sofa.
