In the darkness, a towering figure trembled, gripping a mobile phone so hard in both hands that all ten fingernails seemed to drive holes into the hard shell of the phone.
"The mobile phone seems to have been left here," suddenly came a voice from the doorway.
The shadow wrapped in the blanket hurriedly tossed the phone onto the table and buried its head in the quilt.
Manman's Home
"What's wrong?"
Manman was holding the disconnected mobile phone, stun for a moment. Seeing her husband looking over with a questioning gaze, she put down the phone, "Dr. Fang must be busy or something; she didn't speak and just hung up the line."
"Really?"
Such a strange thing?
Fang Min was a subordinate to Jun Ye, always deferring to Manman; to take the initiative to call and then hang up?
After pondering, he reached for his wife's mobile phone and dialed Fang Min's number again, this time it was a busy signal and not connecting.
