Beep beep beep—
Qian Huan's gaze lingered on the incoming call display on his phone for a few seconds, with a hint of surprise and contemplation on his face.
He slowly answered the call, and the sound of Wang Cong's voice in his ear made his heart relax. Confirming that it was indeed Wang Cong, he slightly adjusted his emotions, his tone gradually becoming gentle:
"Wang Cong, it's good to hear you're okay."
On the other end of the line, Wang Cong had the speaker on. He glanced at Feng Mu, who wore a half-smile, and then forced a dry voice from the corner of his mouth, saying:
"Warden, did something happen?"
Qian Huan could naturally hear the distance in Wang Cong's tone, but he was indifferent and said:
"Something happened to Chang Wei's family. His sister died, and Chang Wei himself is missing, his life or death uncertain, so I… am really worried about you."
