The call went through quickly, but it wasn't Xu Shengxia's voice on the other end. After two rings, a robotic female voice announced:
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is busy. Please try again later..."
Chen Yu frowned at his phone.
'Did she... see my number and reject the call?'
When Zheng Wenhao heard this, his heart sank, and his grip on the steering wheel tightened.
"She's probably busy. I'll try calling again."
Chen Yu said, trying to reassure Zheng Wenhao with a smile.
But over the next dozen calls, every single one was mercilessly rejected.
Chen Yu: "..."
Zheng Wenhao: "..."
His handsome face was so grim it looked like ink could drip from it.
"If she's not picking up, then stop calling. Get out and ask the others where they want to go for lunch today. It's my treat." Zheng Wenhao stopped Chen Yu as he was about to dial again.
Chen Yu nodded and put his phone away.
He reached out and patted Zheng Wenhao's shoulder, offering some words of comfort.
