The night was deep, but the big city was still bustling with activity.
At the Murong Family villa, Murong Yan was woken suddenly from a nightmare in which Yang Fan, covered in blood, was walking towards her.
She woke up in fright, opened her eyes, and saw the familiar room. She couldn't help but smile bitterly, realizing it was just a dream, but she couldn't get back to sleep. She rose, got out of bed, poured a glass of water, and took a sip.
Still a bit uneasy, she put down the half-drunk glass of water and took out her phone to call Yang Fan.
One second, fifteen seconds, a minute passed, still the same customer service voice: "The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."
After two minutes with no connection, Murong Yan gave up, slapping her forehead and repeatedly telling herself she was overthinking it, that nothing was wrong.
It was probably the recent work pressure that was causing this.
