After saying that, he left the room and the house.
After finishing a test paper, she opened the text message chat window.
Do you have Chen Wenzhi's contact information?
The other end sent a string of numbers, not a phone number.
Ying Qian tried opening the Penguin app and entering the number into the search bar.
A homepage popped up.
Profile picture is pure white, ID: Gentle conspiracy
She didn't quite understand what it meant.
Chen Wenzhi's homepage is very clean, and his space is also very clean, showing only the space from the last six months, with no records at all.
Without hesitation, she clicked "add friend" and directly revealed her identity.
Surprisingly, he agreed almost instantly.
Ying Qian stared at her phone screen for half an hour, but there wasn't a single message.
So she turned off the light, lay down on the soft bed, and drifted off into a sweet dream.
The rain grew heavier, the sound of it hitting the windows was deafening, and several flashes of lightning illuminated the entire room.
Ying Qian was startled awake, her whole body covered in cold sweat.
Her palms were sweaty. She hurriedly reached for her phone on the pillow. Looking at the number one contact in her address book, her palms slipped so much that she couldn't hold the phone. It fell onto her face, causing her excruciating pain. Unexpectedly, she made the call.
The call was answered quickly, and the woman's voice was very impatient: "What is it now? Tell me! I'm hanging up if you don't."
"Mom, it's raining so hard here, and there's lightning too." Her voice trembled, humbly longing for her mother's care.
The laughter from the other end was sarcastic. "What does this have to do with me? Ying Qian, your father and I are divorced! He has custody! If you have any problems, go find your father!"
Ying Qian's tears streamed down her face as she forced herself to remain silent.
"I'm very happy with my life right now! Don't keep trying to come and disrupt my husband's and my life!"
This is a warning, that's all.
"Beep beep beep..."
The call ended.
Ying Qian clutched her phone, her pillow soaked with sweat. She tried to close her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.
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