Lin Man was momentarily startled and was about to scream out loud.
"Why didn't you answer my calls."
The voice that invaded her dreams every night echoed into her ears.
Lin Man froze. The warmth from his palm crept thread by thread through her thin clothing to wrap around her arm.
After a long pause, Lin Man finally came to her senses.
She bit her lip and forcefully withdrew her arm from his grasp. Taking a deep breath to compose herself, she turned to face him, her face already regaining its usual icy countenance.
"What did you want to talk about when you called?"
Lin Man gave a wry laugh and sarcastically retorted,
"To tell me that you've been longing for me, loving me for the past ten years? Or that you feel guilty seeing my current state, so you decided to show me pity and try to compensate?"
Lu Chengfeng's face turned pale instantly. He wanted to tell Lin Man that his intentions weren't based on guilt or compensation.