Qingyue, in a moment of frantic urgency, lost his ability to judge the situation. Instinctively, he assumed someone was trying to harm him, and that Duan Wenhu had been manipulated into treating him this way.
Qingyue hadn't been able to get in touch with Duan Wenhu for days, but he still wanted to call her personally to explain himself.
Unexpectedly, this time he managed to get through with ease.
Qingyue softened his voice, speaking gently to appease Duan Wenhu, but she wasn't having any of it. Her tone was cold and indifferent.
