That wait lasted for three days...
Chi Xiaoyu spent every day at the Mo Family's house, feeling absent-minded.
Besides the phone that never got answered, she had completely lost contact with Gong Beiming.
She didn't know what he might do next or what the final outcome would be.
She only knew that she missed him terribly and was deeply worried about him.
At noon, as she ate her last chicken wing in the dining room, she heard voices talking outside and got up to go to the door.
She saw Gong Zhensen had arrived.
Mo Yunqi was sitting on the living room sofa, chatting and drinking tea with him.
Although Gong Zhensen's temples were somewhat grizzled, the dark blue suit he wore made him still seem spirited.
