Song Tian Mo is still downstairs.
That woman is still there too.
They've been talking for so long. Shouldn't they be more than just strangers by now? Could they perhaps know each other?
An accidental encounter?
Or is that woman perhaps an employee of the Song Corporation?
Ling Fei could feel her gaze harden towards the woman. However, the woman was facing away from her. All Ling Fei could see was her back, and Song Tianmo's profile.
Not to mention, the gap between her and them extended across several floors, making it hard for her to discern their expressions.
Ling Fei finds herself pacing anxiously by the window for several minutes before finally succumbing to the innate need to find out what's happening. She grabs her phone and pulls up Song Tianmo's number before dialing his number.
The familiar ringing begins to fill the room.
Ling Fei follows the sound and finds that Song Tianmo had left his phone on the pillow, utterly forgetting to carry it with him.