Fu Han thought that some things, although said before, and knowing that saying them would be hurtful, if the hurt was going to continue, then it was better to end the pain quickly rather than let it drag on.
Her lips parted slightly, ready to speak, when Su Cheng's phone rang at that very moment.
Unfamiliar with the roads here, Su Cheng used his phone for navigation, which was placed in front of him. Hearing the sound, Fu Han instinctively glanced at the phone, accidentally catching sight of the incoming caller ID—it was an overseas call from Su Cheng's mother.
"You should take the call," Fu Han could only choke back the words that had reached the tip of her tongue.
Unable to find his Bluetooth headset, Su Cheng switched on the speakerphone: "Mom, good evening."
It was morning in M Country which corresponded to evening in City A, so his greeting of "good evening" was perfectly appropriate.
