Moses had maintained the same phone number all these years, solely so that Gan Yuan could always find him.
After six years, the phone finally rang, and the man's voice was somewhat uncontrollably excited.
"Gaia?!"
"I'd like to talk to you." After waiting a moment without hearing his reply, Gan Yuan continued, "So... should I come to your hotel?"
The man's voice had returned to calm.
"Okay."
Putting his phone back in his pocket, Moses strode to the roadside and hailed a taxi.
Soon, the car started and headed towards the hotel where he was staying.
Calling his assistant to pay the taxi fare, Moses walked into the lobby, his assistant hurrying after him.
"Miss Xueying would like to see you."
Moses's pace didn't slow, and his voice was as calm as a still pond.
"Not seeing her."
The assistant helped him press the elevator button, "She's already upstairs."
On hearing that, Moses's face tinged with displeasure, and the assistant swallowed nervously.
