Chi Xiaoyu had never changed her phone number, so she could essentially receive all the text messages from Yeh Cangqiong.
He would send a text almost every day, and sometimes a phone call.
She ignored them all.
During this time, her mind was in turmoil. Before she had figured out what to do about their relationship, she didn't want to answer his calls.
However, today was an exception—he had mentioned the kids.
These past few days, she had missed the children terribly.
The video connected quickly.
The background was the large living room, and he was still in his pitch-black suit, sitting on the leather sofa with a certain laziness, his stern face carrying a touch of confusion.
His deep eyes peered at her through the camera lens.
"You permed your hair? I prefer you with straight hair," he said, seriously examining her looks.
She wore a V-neck chiffon blouse and her long hair was permed into soft waves, the tips curled lightly, making her look much more charming than before.
