Without clear answers, she wouldn't be at peace.
She was like a little cat that had wandered the outside world for a time and had now returned, still harboring lingering attachments to it.
He wanted her to set her heart solely on him before marrying her.
As Jiayi listened to Ya Chen's words, as if under a spell, she slowly pressed the all too familiar numbers of that private phone number.
After entering the last digit, a professional English-speaking female voice came from the other end, "I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off."
As expected, his cellphone was turned off.
It seemed to be a bad omen.
Her heartbeat was erratic.
Why wouldn't he even answer the phone?
Noticing that Huo Zhenyang's private line was turned off, Ya Chen instructed, "Do you know the phone number for the Huo Group headquarters? Try calling there."
Having worked at the Huo Group for several months, how could Jiayi forget the headquarters' number?
