Not even a breath could be heard.
Complete silence.
Jiang Ran put down his chopsticks, his heart felt like it was being squeezed by a large hand, and he called out again, "Mom?"
However, there was still no sound on the other end.
Although Jiang Ran's hearing wasn't as good as Ling Zhonglou's, it was still far superior to that of an ordinary person.
He wouldn't miss any sound.
Moreover, this phone call wasn't in line with Jiang Huaping's character.
When Jiang Huaping called him, she would never be silent.
Something had happened.
These three words leaped into Jiang Ran's mind, and his breathing quickened.
Jiang Ran steadied his mind and spoke for the third time, pretending to be unaware of anything, "Mom, say something, why do you always like to scare your son?"
"It's fine."
Two very calm words.
It was Jiang Huaping's voice.
But Jiang Ran could clearly hear that something was off in her tone.