A minute later, Tang Xiaowan finished replying to Cheng Shi's message and called Leng Lingxiao.
Soon, a gentle voice came through the phone, "You didn't call me when you woke up, and now you remember me? Do you not miss me?"
He of course knew his little wife kept him in her heart; she must have been busy with something and got held up.
Moreover, calling three times a day wasn't a strict requirement; he just didn't want Tang Xiaowan to impulsively go to Jin City to avenge her mother, Ye Wanhua, and put herself in danger.
"Tangtang, speak up, what's wrong?"
If something had gone wrong in Jin City, a phone call from him could settle it.
"Withdraw everyone," Tang Xiaowan moved a bit further from the staircase and leaned against the wall, a glint of tears shimmering in her beautiful eyes.
Leng Lingxiao was momentarily stunned.
What did she mean? Was she not seeking revenge anymore?
Worried he misunderstood, he feigned calmness and chuckled, "Withdraw what?"
