After saying that, Yan Xiaye's room was just a stone's throw away.
She really wasn't in the mood to continue exchanging pleasantries with Eureka, said a simple goodbye, and returned to her room alone.
Slumping despairingly onto the sofa, the first thing Yan Xiaye did was dial Li Yuntang's number, but she still didn't receive any response.
Her white teeth bit down on her lower lip, desperately telling herself that Li Yuntang was extremely capable, would never lose to anyone. His failure to contact her promptly was just a coincidence and didn't mean Li Yuntang had met with an accident...
Unknowingly, her eyes welled up with tears, and taking advantage of the solitude, Yan Xiaye could no longer bear the worry in her heart and cried her heart out, her shoulders trembling.
She didn't know how long it took before she wiped away the cold tears on her face, got up, and walked to the window, wanting to open it for some air.
