Wang Dahai's palm trembled, and his phone nearly dropped to the ground.
Zhao Xue also saw the caller ID, her face turning pale instantly.
She nervously looked at Wang Dahai, "It's Jiang Rou."
Wang Dahai took several deep breaths, ready to face whatever came.
He answered the call.
"Hello."
"Dahai, are you mad at me?"
Hearing this, Wang Dahai's heart quietly settled back down.
"No," he said cheerfully, "Your mom is just worried you might be at a disadvantage, I understand. Don't overthink it; just spend some quality time with your mom these days."
After chatting for a few minutes, Wang Dahai hung up the phone.
Zhao Xue could tell from the call that Jiang Rou was unaware, which also lightened her heart.
"Jiang Rou's roommate won't tell her, right?"
Wang Dahai shook his head, uncertain of the matter.
"Let's go eat something," he said.
He was never one to be overly sentimental, seeing no need to worry about things that hadn't happened.
