As soon as Nan Fei hung up the phone, she felt regret. She clearly knew that once Huo Beijiang was away for work, unless he initiated contact with her, she wouldn't be able to find out any information.
If only she hadn't been so obstinate just now.
She rested her chin on one hand, recalling that in her previous life, she knew only that he had risen high, but never considered how many dangers that entailed. She only knew that on his occasional returns, his gaze had grown colder, his expressions more serious.
For the past few years, she hadn't even seen him laugh. Nan Fei suddenly felt an unusual pain, she couldn't even dare to imagine how agonizing it would be if he, normally full of smiles, suddenly stopped smiling.
"Sister Nan Fei?"
Jiang Yang's voice brought Nan Fei back from her thoughts, causing her to startle, she wiped the cold sweat off her forehead and revealed a self-deprecating smile.
What's wrong with you, Jiang Nanfei, being so jumpy?
