I didn't expect to have signal, but surprisingly, after just two rings, it was answered.
Tang Li heard that familiar voice and couldn't hold back any longer: "I saw the news in the country saying there was an accident at the Steinway, and Jingtian is gone."
She didn't use the word "dead" because she still couldn't accept this cruel fact.
At noon, she was still discussing with Yuan Qin about going out tomorrow, buying some dried durian and mango to send back home, and getting some local Siamese toys for the little guy.
Just a moment ago, Tang Li had sent a message to Li Ruan, asking him to help exchange some Siamese Baht.
Now, he's just gone...
The little guy was blasted, leaving only one shoe.
