In the evening, everyone returned to the hotel to sleep.
Jian Chuyi was on the phone with her mother, the endearing act of a spoiled young daughter, which made Gong Dongxi envious for a moment.
She looked at her own motionless phone, a trace of shallow disappointment surfacing in her eyes. She was never cared for by her family anyway, her parents only had high hopes for her brother.
She simply turned off her phone and buried herself under the covers to sleep.
Ji Tian also looked at her phone, and after much hesitation, she decided to call Qiao Luhua—it was her mother who had asked her to come, after all.
In the very last second before the call went to voicemail, Qiao Luhua answered, "Hello? Good baby."
"Mom, where are you?"
"I'm in Country F. When your recording is over, Mom will come to pick you up and take you somewhere."
Ji Tian had no reason to doubt, and readily agreed, "Mmm, good. I haven't seen you for a long time anyhow."
There was a silence on the other end.
