Chapter 117 Okay, I'll listen to my wife.
After receiving the money, Zhong Wan didn't forget to reply to his message.
[Zhong Wan: Thank you, husband (′‵)I L.]
[Zhong Wan: I feel much better after a good night's sleep. How are things on your end? When can you come back?]
[Zhong Wan: How's Sui Sui? If it misbehaves, remember to tell me, and I'll take it back immediately.]
[Zhong Wan: No matter how busy you are with work, you must remember to rest and take good care of yourself.]
After sending the message, I looked at my phone, which hadn't responded yet.
Looking at the time again, it was only 4:40 AM.
Zhong Wan took her phone and went back to bed. Her tired body felt much better, but she still couldn't muster any energy.
Zhong Wan happily decided to take a nap.
But to her surprise, she had only just closed her eyes and was still fast asleep when her phone suddenly rang, waking her up.
Zhong Wan reached out with her eyes closed, then squinted at the unfamiliar number on her phone.
She hung up casually, and just as she was about to toss the phone aside, it rang again.
Zhong Wan frowned, looking at the unfamiliar number as she answered, "Hello?"
Unexpectedly, there was complete silence on the other end of the phone, with only a faint crackling of static.
Zhong Wan's sleepiness vanished instantly. She sat up, leaning against the headboard, and raised her voice again, asking, "Hello? Who is this?"
A few seconds later, an unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out, as if it had traveled through time, carrying a hint of urgency amidst its melancholy: "Wrong... completely wrong..."
Zhong Wan was taken aback and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Who are you? Did you dial the wrong number?"
But to her surprise, the other person seemed not to hear her voice and kept repeating his words: "The script was changed wrong..."
"script?"
"The thread is tangled..."
The urgency in his voice was gone, replaced by a deep sense of sorrow and helplessness: "History is in disarray... cause and effect... are in disarray too..."
"Why……"
The cryptic words left Zhong Wan bewildered, but the final heavy sigh inexplicably stirred a sense of helplessness within her.
Zhong Wan lowered her eyes to look at the disconnected phone, at the unfamiliar number.
She hesitated for a moment, then called again.
But it turned out to be a disconnected number!
Zhong Wan frowned, found the recording of the phone call, and listened to it carefully again.
She didn't know what was going on this time, nor did she understand why she had received such a strange phone call.
But……
"System, is this also a quest driven by the ghost's obsession?"
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The cold words refused to answer her question without hesitation.
But isn't this also another kind of answer?
Zhong Wan sighed softly, rubbing her still slightly aching stomach with one hand, and dialed again with her phone, unwilling to give up.
"Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off, sorry..."
Zhong Wan was speechless. Was it a disconnected number or a switched-off phone? Couldn't they just give her a straight answer?
Zhong Wan lowered her eyes, listened to the recording while pondering, and thanks to her experience in her previous job, she never turned off the call recording function on her phone.
The script, the corrections, the cause and effect, the history—are all messed up?
Is this a cultured ghost?
Zhong Wan thought uncertainly, but when she thought about the script, he was the only person around her who could access it.
Thinking of this, Zhong Wan sent him the recording and the phone number without hesitation.
[Zhong Wan: I just received a strange phone call, it feels like it might be related to your work?]
She didn't know if these things had anything to do with him, but regarding Lin Yan'an's affairs...
She couldn't just ignore it, even if it was only in the slightest way related to him.
She needs to figure things out before she says anything.
There was still no response from the other end of the chat window, but Zhong Wan couldn't fall asleep.
She huddled under the covers, listening to an audiobook playing on her phone.
I don't know when I fell asleep again.
Until I was woken up again by the sudden ringing of the alarm clock.
Zhong Wan raised her hand to cover her eyes, enjoying the bright sunlight streaming through the window.
After a moment's pause, he reached for his phone and answered it.
"Hello……"
Her voice was muffled and somewhat hoarse. Lin Yan'an paused, holding the phone, and then asked with concern, "Wanwan, it's me. Are you feeling better?"
"Lin Yan'an?"
"Um."
Zhong Wan yawned, stood up and sat up straight: "Don't worry, I'm much better now."
Hearing her voice was much clearer, Lin Yan'an finally felt relieved: "Did I wake you up?"
Zhong Wan chuckled upon hearing this, but instead of answering him, she asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
"I'm thinking about how to revise the script."
Lin Yan'an rubbed his forehead helplessly, looking at the fruits of his labor he had worked on all night, and said with a sigh, "I made some changes last night, but now it seems..."
"Yes, the script!"
Zhong Wan instantly perked up, remembering the phone call she received in the early hours of the morning, and quickly said, "Lin Yan'an, did you listen to that recording? What that person said..."
"Wanwan, I heard you."
Lin Yan'an lowered his eyes and said softly, "There's a crucial historical plot in the script that I researched and confirmed, but now it seems we might need to re-verify it."
He paused, his tone becoming somewhat serious: "And that phone call, the number belongs to my brother-in-law, Pei Xingyu's father, Pei Xubai, but the voice isn't his."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Lin Yan'an spoke again, his tone suggesting a suggestion: "Wanwan, I might need you to come over."
Zhong Wan readily agreed and said without hesitation, "It's okay, I can come anytime."
Lin Yan'an felt a warmth in his heart and said with a smile, "No rush, let's talk about it after we've communicated things properly on our end."
"Furthermore, I might have to go to Kyoto later, so wait for my news every night."
"Uh-huh."
Zhong Wan nodded, glanced at the time on her phone, and urged, "It's past seven o'clock, have you eaten yet?"
"not yet."
"Then you should go and eat something, or you'll get starving when you get busy."
"Okay, I'll listen to my wife."
Hearing Lin Yan'an's laughter on the other end of the phone, Zhong Wan snorted: "That's for the best. Let me tell you, Sui Sui is keeping an eye on you for me!"
"Yes, I hope my wife can come to see it in person next time."
Zhong Wan's smile never faded after hearing this.
The two chatted for a few more minutes before reluctantly hanging up the phone.
Zhong Wan put down her phone, her fingers tracing the screen, a lingering smile on her lips.
She got out of bed, intending to get herself something to eat.
But after taking only a few steps, his phone suddenly rang.
Zhong Wan went back to pick it up and saw that it was a message from Lin Yan'an.
[Lin Yan'an: Yes, sir. I'm eating now, Sui Sui is watching.]
The accompanying picture is of a seafood rice dish that looks delicious.
Zhong Sui Sui, who was sitting opposite him with her head down, didn't even look up. Just by looking at her posture, Zhong Wan could imagine how delicious that breakfast must be.
Zhong Wan couldn't help but laugh, and lightly tapped her finger to reply, "[Good job, here's a kiss as a reward.]"
[Zhong Wan: That's all for now. You focus on eating, I'll go get something to eat too.]
[Lin Yan'an: OK, but you don't need to do anything. I ordered takeout for you; it'll be at the door in five minutes. Remember to pick it up.]
Upon seeing this, Zhong Wan was instantly overjoyed. [Thank you, husband! (′`)]
[Zhong Wan: I'll be right down.]
Zhong Wan put away her phone, and her steps seemed to lighten considerably.
While waiting to take breakfast upstairs and eat, she scrolled through her chat with Lin Yan'an and only then noticed the unusual activity.
How did Zhong Suisui end up in the photo?
Zhong Wan paused in her chopsticks. She clearly remembered that time when she took pictures of it and the flowers, but she didn't manage to capture anything!
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