When Shen Chenxuan received this message, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
He was deathly afraid that Wen Zhi really wouldn't contact him again.
After all, Wen Zhi's status was not what it used to be; he had to make sure he seized the opportunity properly.
Shen Chenxuan originally intended to text back, but halfway through typing, he felt it was too slow and simply made a direct phone call instead.
Wen Zhi, looking at the incoming call from Shen Chenxuan on her phone, deepened the smile at the corners of her lips but didn't hurry to answer.
She intended to delay on purpose, to make him think she was indeed heartbroken, too upset to answer his call.
Wen Zhi watched as the phone screen dimmed down again, but before a few seconds passed, the screen lit up once more.
It seemed that this call was not going to stop until Wen Zhi answered.
Wen Zhi estimated the time and felt it was about right, so she slowly picked up the phone to answer it.
