In the following days, Chen Bin drifted between Zhao Xinmei and Ma Juan, living quite comfortably.
The only thing that troubled him was the pain in his lower back, making his walk a bit unsteady.
It seemed that facing women who had been yearning for affection was a bit much for him to handle.
That night, while Chen Bin was deep in conversation with Ma Juan, the phone on the pillow suddenly rang.
Chen Bin glanced at the caller ID but chose not to answer.
Unexpectedly, the phone kept ringing continuously afterward.
Ma Juan, thoroughly irritated, turned it off without a second thought.
The next morning, when Chen Bin turned the phone back on, he found over thirty missed calls.
After some hesitation, he finally called back.
As soon as the call connected, Zha Qiuling's accusing voice came through.
"What do you mean by this? Why didn't you answer my calls?!"
