After Ji Ziming said that, the person in bed no longer reacted to him.
"Ge Ge, can you still hear me speak?"
His eyes lingered on the woman's pale face. His heart ached and the anger deep inside him burned his remaining rationality. He stood up and took another look at Pei Ge before heading to the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and calling someone.
It was someone whom he had not contacted in a long while, but the person still picked it up speedily.
"Hey, why are you finally giving me a call?"
A familiar male came from the other end, and it seemed to be as comforting as before.
"I have something to talk to you about."
His voice was as aloof as ever. Before the person could speak, he told him everything that he wanted the other to do. A long silence ensued and ended with a 'sure'.
Ji Ziming hung up the call and returned to Pei Ge's side. The latter was terrifyingly still. He was unused to this, not hearing her nagging.
