Before she could finish speaking, the phone line was disconnected, emitting a continuous beeping tone. Holding the receiver, her heart was breaking...
He had hung up, decisive in not wanting to give her another chance to explain. Yes, from the beginning, she knew Chu Sihao was a man who had clear-cut feelings of love and hatred; he loathed women who sullied themselves by becoming mistresses to wealthy men. And now, she had become such a woman.
A cold chill crept up from the soles of her feet, and life seemed to grow dim, as if she were about to lose something of utmost importance forever.
He must have thought she had been deceiving him all along and even had someone beat him up...
Xia Yanxin's emotions plummeted to rock bottom...
"Oh, Miss Xia, have you finished your call? Alright, you can't call anymore!" Susan came in, took the phone, placed it back on the hook, and then pulled Xia Yanxin out the door.
