Jin Zheyu saw Jing Xiaocha making a phone call, and his first guess was that she was calling Wen Jin.
Recalling the scene of her getting out of his car in the morning, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He pursed his thin lips and silently followed her.
The phone rang twice before Wen Jin answered.
His deep and gentle voice came through the line and entered Jing Xiaocha's ear, "Xiaocha, is it over?"
"Yes."
Hearing his warm and familiar voice, Jing Xiaocha couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart. Her clear and elegant eyebrows softened, tinted with a gentle hue.
Even her voice was gentle.
Unlike the coldness when she just spoke to Jin Zheyu.
"Wait there, I'll be there in ten minutes at most."
A hint of joy slipped into Wen Jin's voice. It was only then that Jing Xiaocha noticed, in addition to his voice, there were also car horns coming through the call.
She was slightly surprised, "Brother Wen, are you outside?"
