Ling Chuxia still stared blankly, motionless.
Ji Xinxin stood aside, feeling both sad and anxious, yet at a time like this, she couldn't do anything.
When the phone rang for the third time, Ling Chuxia's hand trembled as she picked it up and shakily pressed the answer button.
She knew she could avoid it for a while, but she couldn't avoid it forever. With Shi Che's personality, if she kept refusing to answer, he would eventually come looking for her.
With the phone against her ear, Ling Chuxia couldn't even manage to say a single word of greeting.
There was a moment of silence between them, then Shi Che's deep voice resonated from the other side of the phone, simple and direct, "Why?"
Why?
How was she supposed to explain to Shi Che why? To say she got drunk and cheated last night, and now she feels too ashamed to face him, so she's calling off the wedding?
How could she bear to say such things?
