When Ruan Mengxi was driving to the bar, she made a phone call to Tang Wan. They hadn't exchanged many messages before that.
"... It's not that I wanted to find you, it's because Zeyan called me. He's worried something might happen to you." Tang Wan was holding a small toy, amusing her son.
"Worried about me?"
"Isn't it because of the news online causing trouble? He's afraid you're upset, and after all, you're dragged into this because of his connection with you. He might be feeling bad, and since you don't want to see him, he's probably overthinking and went out for a drink."
"He's overthinking. When I was at school, I heard all kinds of nicknames. It's not like I'm that fragile."
"He likes you and cares about you, so it's easy for him to overthink. You should go find him quickly; I won't take up your time any longer."
...
Ruan Mengxi hung up Tang Wan's call and dialed Qi Zeyan several times, but nobody answered.
