"An Lan, where are you? Weren't you supposed to come home after work? I sent you so many messages, why didn't you reply to me!"
Huo Zhanting's voice stunned An Lan.
She opened her mouth and unconsciously stated her location, then the call was abruptly hung up. She listened to the busy tone beeping in the phone, unable to react for a while. Although she didn't return home on time, surely Huo Zhanting wouldn't be this angry.
As for the messages, she had been driving the whole time and then got rear-ended by Xiao Yihe, totally unaware of any messages received on her phone. She opened WeChat and saw the ninety-nine-plus messages from Huo Zhanting, only then vaguely realizing that something big must have happened.
Before she had the chance to look at the WeChat messages, her phone rang again. An Lan, puzzled, answered the call, "What's with you guys, it's like you're coordinating with each other; one just hung up and another is calling me."
