However, after sending the ssage, it sank like a stone into the sea, with no reply from Ye Wanwan.
Shen Yi stared at his phone for a long ti, feeling an indescribable emotion at the bottom of his heart. He knew that Ye Wanwan might have overslept.
But Shen Yi just didn’t want to give up like that.
Until 2 a.m., there was still no reply from Ye Wanwan, and Shen Yi sighed softly, got up from his study, and returned to the bedroom.
Shen Yi turned off the lights and lay in bed, staring at the pitch-black ceiling. Even though he was very tired, he seed completely unable to fall asleep.
After a while, Shen Yi finally closed his eyes. He needed to get back as soon as possible.
anwhile, in Bihai Bay Villa within the country, Ye Wanwan was sitting in the dining room having breakfast.
She had woken up early this morning, before the ti she was supposed to video call Shen Yi, just waiting for him to ssage her so she could thoroughly ignore his ssages.
Indeed, it wasn’t long before she saw the ssage from Shen Yi. Ye Wanwan scoffed and directly ignored his ssage.
It was still early, so Ye Wanwan opened her ga, but ended up losing three matches in a row, which made her even angrier, and she blad all of it on Shen Yi.
After that, Ye Wanwan got up to freshen up and went downstairs for breakfast.
She completely ignored Shen Yi, with no intention of replying to his ssage.
*
Shen Yi had only slept for a few hours when he woke up at the break of dawn. He instinctively picked up his phone to check for ssages, and upon seeing a WeChat notification, he imdiately clicked on it.
But when he looked, his heart sank. There were many ssages, but not a single one was from Ye Wanwan.
If she hadn’t woken up before he went to sleep, she must have woken up by now. Why then, hadn’t she replied to him?
Was it because she knew he was resting, and that’s why she didn’t reply?
As he contemplated, Shen Yi once again sent a ssage to Ye Wanwan. After sending it, he kept his eyes glued to the phone.
Five minutes passed, and Ye Wanwan still hadn’t replied.
Shen Yi’s brow furrowed deeply, and irritation welled up uncontrollably within him. He pursed his dry, chapped lips and directly made a video call to Ye Wanwan.
However, the video call was promptly hung up by Ye Wanwan. Such an overt action made it impossible for Shen Yi not to sense that sothing was wrong.
His brow still furrowed, Shen Yi directly made a phone call, only to have it hung up as well while it was dialing.
Many thoughts flashed through Shen Yi’s mind, uncertain of what exactly was going on with Ye Wanwan. Instead of calling her again, he directly called Uncle Zhang.
Uncle Zhang answered the phone quickly, "Sir."
"Where is Wanwan? What is she doing now?" Shen Yi asked hastily, his tone unavoidably carrying a trace of concern.
Uncle Zhang paused, glanced at the lady sitting on the couch, and then said to Shen Yi, "The lady is at ho."
"What is she doing at ho? Why did she hang up my calls?" Shen Yi was even more puzzled.
Uncle Zhang hesitated for a mont, then spoke, "Sir, it seems that the lady is angry."
Their lady was soone whose emotions could always be read on her face, and today’s expression clearly showed that she was angered by soone.
Initially, they had no idea why their lady was angry—but now, Uncle Zhang seed to understand.
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