He would have been happy to hear her voice, even if it was just an angry "Hey" or "What do you want?"
But... when he made the first call, Xu Shengxia rejected it.
On the second call, Xu Shengxia rejected it again.
The third, the fourth... they all ended the same way.
The fifth... even worse. She had blocked him.
When this realization hit him, Zheng Wenhao pressed his tongue against his back teeth, his expression darkening like an approaching storm.
He leaned against the wall with one hand on his hip, silent for a moment. He thought about video-calling Xu Shengxia on WeChat.
But just as his finger was about to tap the screen, he hesitated.
'Forget it.'
'It wouldn't solve the immediate problem. If he annoyed her, she'd just block him on WeChat, too.'
In the end, he opened up their chat and started typing:
[Baby, don't be mad. I'll get some of your favorite food to go and come home to you. You can hit me, you can yell at me, I'll even serve you dinner, okay?]
