"No way! I have to tell Ning Zihan! Let him get out sooner, to avoid getting hurt even more!"
Without hesitation, An Baobei took out her phone and called Ning Zihan.
At this moment, Ning Zihan was already in his office starting work, having just finished reading a document and preparing to read the next one when his phone rang. He glanced instinctively at his phone placed nearby and saw An Baobei's name on the caller ID. He cursed quietly under his breath.
No more following him, now she's calling him?
Didn't she promise not to contact him anymore!
What's she doing now? What's her aim?
Nevertheless, Ning Zihan answered, his tone particularly cold: "What's up?"
An Baobei felt a pang in her heart from his icy demeanor but quickly apologized, "Sorry Ning Zihan, I know you hate me and don't want to take my calls. I even promised not to call you again, but this is really important and I need to tell you."
"What is it?" He replied indifferently with those three cold words.
