"Hello?"
Fang Cheng took off his mask, then pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.
"Brother Cheng, is everything okay on your end?"
Lin Chuqiao's soft voice immediately came through the receiver, full of an urgent anxiety she couldn't hide.
"I'm perfectly fine, of course, nothing's wrong."
Fang Cheng heard this and casually replied.
"Uh..."
Lin Chuqiao was momentarily taken aback by this casual tone, not knowing how to respond.
Seeing her rare loss of composure, completely different from her usual competence, Fang Cheng couldn't help but smile slightly and then asked:
"Did you sense something just now?"
"Yeah."
Lin Chuqiao steadied herself, took a moment to consider, and then sorted out what she wanted to say:
"I just finished showering and was about to look at some documents when suddenly my heart started pounding wildly, feeling like you were summoning me."
"I thought about it, so I called you to ask if anything was wrong and if you needed help."
