In the afternoon, Tang Luo received a call from Han Ruobing.
When he saw the name on the screen, he felt unexpectedly flattered.
Han Ruobing had been ignoring him for several days, responding with just a few cold words whenever he spoke to her.
Now, she was calling him?
"Hello, Ruobing."
Tang Luo hurriedly answered the phone.
"Where are you?"
Han Ruobing's icy voice came through.
"I... I'm at the police station,"
Tang Luo hesitated before responding.
"Police station? What happened?"
Although Han Ruobing's voice was still quite cold, Tang Luo could sense a hint of concern.
"Ruobing, don't worry, I'm fine, just here to deal with some things,"
Tang Luo said, feeling a surge of happiness.
"I'm not worried about you! Just come back quickly when you're done, I need to see you about something!"
Han Ruobing hung up after speaking.
"Heh heh."
Tang Luo grinned, his previously gloomy mood lifting considerably.
