"Why hasn't he answered yet? How could this happen?"
Ji Wei paced back and forth anxiously in the bedroom, her makeup-free face losing its usual brightness, looking rather exhausted.
"Sister Ji, who are you calling?"
Xiao Liu asked curiously as she brought over Ji Wei's clothes, neatly ironed and categorized, placing them in the wardrobe.
Ji Wei rubbed her forehead in distress, panic mounting in her heart. She stared at Xiao Liu with slightly unfocused eyes, "I'm calling Yan. Xiao Liu, do you think he really went to see Wen Nuan? I've called twice and he hasn't answered."
"Maybe there are too many people at the party and he didn't hear it."
Xiao Liu glanced at the somewhat neurotic Ji Wei and sighed inwardly.
