The phone kept ringing non-stop, and Qiao Mo, gritting her teeth, finally picked it up.
Even though she knew she might not have to contact him again, she couldn't help but want to know if he was doing well, still wanted to hear his voice...
Even if, perhaps, he might resent her.
"Xiao Mo, you finally answered the phone." Jiang Jinghao breathed a sigh of relief, his voice filled with deep concern.
Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Mo's eyes moistened, and she gently curled her lips up, softly saying, "Jing Hao..."
Hearing her voice, he finally felt at ease: "Xiao Mo, were you worried?"
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned... not reacting immediately.
"I didn't expect to encounter an earthquake; I was trapped here for so long. The communication was cut off, and it was only today that it got restored."
Earthquake?
Qiao Mo was dumbfounded, but she could indeed hear that his voice over there was intermittent.
"Where are you? Are you injured?"
