Huo Heng called Xia Cha several times.
Without an exception, all of the calls were cut off.
Huo Heng's eyes were bloodshot from not sleeping the entire night.
He raised his long fingers and pinched his nose bridge.
The restaurant manager walked over and asked carefully, "Young Master Huo, we're opening for business in the afternoon. Do you still want to book the entire restaurant?"
Huo Heng handed her a card. "Settle the bill."
As they left the western restaurant, Huo Heng felt a sense of helplessness.
He called Jian Ming. "Didn't you add Xia Cha's assistant WeChat a while back? Why don't you ask her what Xia Cha is doing?"
Unless necessary, Huo Heng would not interfere in Xia Cha's movements.
When he was still Huo Ze, he had been too narcissistic and had never cared about her feelings when he was with her!
After a while, Jian Ming called Huo Heng.
