Ever since Wang Bingbing had found out Ye Tian's true identity, she held an extraordinary respect for him, and had always been reverential. Shaking Ye Tian's phone like today was an unprecedented event.
Ye Tian furrowed his brows and pressed redial, but what he heard was indeed the system's prompt tone.
"Sorry, the phone number you are trying to reach has been switched off. Please try again later, THE-TELEPHONE…" followed by an English prompt tone.
Hanging up the phone, Ye Tian began to ponder deeply, thinking to himself that it was odd for the little maid to switch off her phone at this time.
Just then, a delivery guy holding a bright bouquet of roses stepped into the corporation. 999 roses were certainly not a small number, almost like a wall the delivery guy carefully carried in.
