Shen Ruo stared at his phone, too angry to know what to do. He actually knew about Shen Yang's situation too; how powerful and terrifying could this man be!
Suddenly, the phone rang again. Thinking it was Gu Kai, Shen Ruo answered immediately and started cursing, "I'm telling you, stop acting like you're above the law! You think—"
"Xiaoruo?"
"Xiaoyang?" Shen Ruo pulled the phone away to check the number, and indeed it was Shen Yang's.
"Xiaoruo, what's happened?" On the other end, Shen Yang sounded worried and somewhat grave.
"It's nothing... Why are you calling?" Shen Ruo quickly forced a smile, as if his previous anger had been just a figment of Shen Yang's imagination.
"Can't I call at this time?"
It must be the middle of the night over in New York.
"Xiaoyang, is something the matter?"
