"Yingying," Ji Fan's voice carried a calmness that follows a storm.
Lian Xinying listened to Ji Fan's familiar voice, feeling as if it were an unreal dream.
"Are you calling me to talk about Duran?" Lian Xinying didn't respond immediately, prompting Ji Fan to guess.
Having lost Su Rong's letter, Ji Fan also felt a deep sense of guilt.
After taking a deep breath, Lian Xinying asked hoarsely, "Are you looking for him?"
"Yes. I am responsible for this, and I will give you an explanation," Ji Fan was never one to back down.
Hearing these words, Lian Xinying felt like the original Ji Fan had returned.
"I don't understand why you stole the letter my mother left for me! Ji Fan, at least tell me why!" Otherwise, Lian Xinying would have this knot in her heart that couldn't be untied.
On the other end of the line, Ji Fan let out a soft sigh.
He indeed had his reasons.
Now, the most important person in his heart wasn't Lian Xinying, but his daughter.
