Ring... Ring... Ring...
Unknown number?
I pick up, heart pounding from everything already going on.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Yunhua!!"
My eyes widen. This voice...?
"Huh? Mr. Xian??"
"Yes, Yunhua, it's me."
"Mr. Xian, where are you?! There's really something important—something I need to tell you urgently—"
"Calm down, Yunhua," he interrupts, his voice serious. "I have something even more important to tell you. So now, just listen to me."
What?
"I can't talk about it on the phone. Right now, there's a white car parked in front of your apartment building. My agent will escort you here. Don't ask anything, just get in the car. Please, Yunhua. I'll explain everything once you're here."
"Mr. Xian—!"
Click.
He hangs up.
And I'm left staring at my phone.
I didn't even get a chance to process, let alone protest.
I rush to the window, peek through the curtain.
There it is.
A sleek white car, parked right outside—just like he said.
