Yige held her phone with both hands, turned it on, scrolled through her contact list, her fingertip hovering over one contact for a long while before pressing down to make the call.
She prepared herself mentally in every way possible before putting the phone to her ear.
However, what came from the phone was the cold female voice stating that the other party's phone was turned off.
All of Tang Yige's gathered courage instantly crumbled to nothing.
...
Rong Rui had been living with Zhang Lan for years, developing a fairly fixed biological clock.
He woke up at seven in the morning.
Tang Yige, on the other hand, hadn't slept all night.
So now she was extremely exhausted, from body to mind.
Mustering some energy, she took Rong Rui to the bathroom to freshen up.
After washing her face, Tang Yige felt a bit better.
Coming out of the bathroom, Tang Yige quickly dressed both herself and Rong Rui, then took him downstairs to the hotel restaurant for breakfast.
