Chapter 297
“A phone call?” Basa Li repeats to steward Han . “Dad’s calling?” However, her father knows her cell phone number . Why would he call the living room?
Since Basa Li doesn’t move, the steward repeats his question . “Miss Basa Li, the young master is on the phone . He said he’s in a hurry . Please pick up the phone quickly . ”
After hearing steward Han, Basa Li’s doubts dissipate . But she becomes suspicious again . Han Qilu won’t call her on his own initiative . He didn’t even care to know her phone number . What does he want?
An ominous premonition spreads in her heart . Steward Han stands at the door and reminds her, “Miss Basa Li, don’t let the young master wait . ”
With a clenched jaw, Basa Li looks at the steward with contempt . “Don’t you have any long-term memory? How many times have I told you to call me shaonainai? Best not forget next time . Be careful!”
After speaking her mind, she looks away from steward Han and walks out from her room, down to the living room . She takes the handset resting on the side of the base . She stretches out her hand, trembling . Despite trying her best not to panic, her voice betrays her .
“Hey…?” One hand clutches the phone, while the other plays with the phone cord .
A cold sound reverberates, the kind that ghosts from hell would emit . “Basa Li, I hope you can explain yourself . ”
The statement breaks the last of her defense . Han Qilu already knows . Biting down on her lower lip, her face contorts . A thousand years of hate, right?
No… she doesn’t want Han Qilu to hate her . Absolutely not!
“I don’t know what you’re talking about . ” A tear tries to escape from her eyelid as she speaks . She won’t let that tear fall for a long time .
A grim smile spreads on Han’s face . The pair of eyes are like ice of a thousand years . People can’t directly look at them, fearing they’d be permanently banished!
Ling Hanyu doesn’t understand why Han Qilu didn’t search for An Chuxia immediately . Instead, he calls someone on the phone . Then he realizes, her disappearance is related to “the foreigner” .
Han Qilu walks back and forth, knowing Basa Li is a sitting duck who doesn’t want to talk about this issue . This time, he asks directly, “Listen, woman . I’m giving you one last chance . Tell me where she is, and I won’t hold you accountable . But if you refuse to tell me what happened, I’ll let your father know what you did, okay?”
Silence falls, but Han Qilu can hear her gasping voice .
“Please give me time to speak . ”
Han Qilu whispers to her he’s hanging up, and Basa Li screeches . He wrinkles his eyebrows in impatience . Half a minute later, Basa Li’s cries recede . She confesses in a hoarse voice, “She’s in the ladies bathroom on the fourth floor of the school building . ”
No Comments Yet
Post a new comment
Register or Login