Even in this world where they hurt each other, he didn't want to live well alone.
He walked up to the car, got in, and saw his phone ringing frantically; his fingers trembled as he grasped the phone, and just then, it stopped vibrating.
He glanced at it and saw there were eight missed calls—just in those few minutes he had stood by the river, there had been eight calls for him.
He checked the caller ID and saw that all the calls were from the old mansion; he knew that Tao Miao must have gone back and told the old lady, so she was probably calling to question him.
He gave a wry smile, realizing things would truly spiral out of control now. In his anger, all he had thought about was venting; he forgot to tell Tao Miao not to blabber.
He had failed to give just one instruction, and now trouble had come; the old lady must have also learned about Yinyin's miscarriage by now, right? How was he going to resolve this?