Chapter 122-new girl

Karl's POV

I had lunch at the hotel restaurant, and my phone hadn't stopped ringing. Lucas called, Marilyn called, and then there were some friends and relatives from the Beijing side.

Cecilia also replied to my messages.

Her responses were very formal, something like: "I've boarded," and I would reply, "Okay." "I've landed," and she would respond with "Got it."

When I told her, "I'm at the hotel, having dinner," she replied with a casual "Oh, okay," without engaging in further conversation.

I felt like a punctual robot reporting my itinerary, and there was no sign of any interest or questions from her end.

I wasn't too happy about it, so I typed: "Busy?"

She replied, "Busy with what?"

After that, she didn't respond.

I sighed; my girl was truly something.