"Your company commander is looking for you."
After securely covering the pot, Ya Tianxing washed his hands methodically and casually mentioned to Mo Shangjun.
"What did he say?" Mo Shangjun's eyebrows arched slightly.
"He wants you to call him."
"Oh."
Mo Shangjun turned around and noticed the mobile phone on the coffee table, so she walked straight over to it.
She picked up the phone and went to the balcony to make the call.
This time, the call connected quickly.
"Hello?"
"Company commander."
One hand resting on the railing, Mo Shangjun lifted her eyes to the gloomy sky outside.
"I was busy yesterday and didn't pick up the call. I just got back and realized it was from you…" Lang Yan seemed a bit wistful, then asked her, "Aren't you serving as an instructor? How come you're done so soon?"
It was supposed to be a week.
Mo Shangjun's schedule for him had exactly seven days allotted to it.
