Ji Zhihan's phone was constantly buzzing with notifications from WeChat.
He read them leisurely, going through the chat history between Zeng Zhen and He Wencheng.
He pursed his thin lips.
His long fingers would type on the keyboard, then stop, type again, then stop again.
Finally, he exited the chat and dialed a number.
Su Yin had just come out of the hospital and was preparing to visit Lele.
At this moment, she received a call from Ji Zhihan.
Despite her indescribable feelings, she picked up.
She was ready to be scolded by Ji Zhihan, prepared to take his anger head-on.
After all, she had left without consulting him first.
"Hello."
"Where are you?" asked the voice on the other end, deep and indifferent.
"At the hospital."
"With He Wencheng?"
"We've just parted ways."
"Wait for me at home tonight."
Su Yin was stunned for a moment, thinking she had heard wrong.
