Qiao Anhao followed the sound of the ringtone to find Lu Jinnian smoking, as he leaned against a column.
Her eyebrows creased for a moment, and she hung up the phone. She complained, "Why aren't you picking up the phone?"
Lu Jinnian snapped out of it when he heard Qiao Anhao's words. A little flustered, he put out the cigarette in his hand and asked in response, "How's Jiamu?"
"He's asleep," Qiao Anhao replied. "How come you're down here on your own? I called and you didn't even pick up."
Lu Jinnian pulled out his phone to find three missed calls. His lips quivered, and he replied Qiao Anhao's first question, "The habit kicked in, so I came down for a smoke."
He paused for a moment before explaining, "I didn't hear my phone ring just now, sorry."
