Chapter 312: A Crisis in Form
Outside, the rain was relentless, and the wind howled. Qin Mochen could hear the sound of rain on the other end of the line, drowning out Anastasia Hansom's breathing, making his heart clench.
"Chaochao, come back!"
"Siyan, what did you just say? It's too noisy here, and it looks like a thunderstorm is coming. I have to go inside and get busy, so I can't talk anymore."
Eugene Harper suddenly realized, immediately shouting into the phone: "You i***t, are you on the rooftop?"
How could he not have thought of it? If she were indoors, the sound of the rain wouldn't be so loud. It must be that Anastasia Hansom had gone to the rooftop to make the call.
Anastasia Hansom heard him clearly this time and chuckled: "There really is no signal here. I’ve been waiting
