She flipped through the numbers, wondering, and finally found a number that might belong to someone who knew where Nan Sichen was.
Su Junhao's number.
Unbeknownst to herself, she had even entered his friend's number into her phone.
After building up her courage for quite some time on Century Square, she dialed the number.
The phone rang for a long while, with no one picking up, and Qin Yin suddenly felt panicked. Could it be that even his friends no longer wanted to answer her calls?
As she was lost in her chaotic thoughts, someone answered the phone.
"Hello, who is this?" Su Junhao's voice sounded somewhat lazy on the other end, and his surroundings were also quite noisy.
Qin Yin opened her mouth but, for a moment, didn't know what to say.
"Are you going to talk? Can't you hear me?" Su Junhao asked again from the other end of the line. It seemed like he had moved to a quieter spot, which encouraged Qin Yin to speak up, "Um, Su Junhao, it's Qin Yin."
