The cold voice on the other end of the line was like a merciless blade, cutting through all the beauty and happiness before her. Ji Shuhe's hand holding the phone stiffened, and the smile that had just been planning their itinerary froze at the corners of her mouth.
It was Xia Chun.
She didn't even need to ask to confirm; she was all too familiar with this commanding tone, unmistakably hers.
How... did she get to Xinhai?
Seeing her suddenly go quiet, Wen Shaoyu, who was driving, sensed something was wrong. He looked at her with concern, silently asking what was the matter.
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