Staring at the phone with a complicated expression, Gou Heng hesitated to call again. "Just now that was..Hua Fan?" Though it was hard to hear he clearly heard a female voice on briefly before the man ended the call, she sounded young and spoilt. After thinking this he nods to himself as confirmation, "It was Hua Fan." He felt relief sweep over him. If this is true, the fact that she can be going about ordering other people around must mean she was ok.
The frustration from the conversation with Zhong Zemin momentarily drifts away, and a ghost of a smile made its way onto his face lightening his expression. She wasn't sick anymore? The guilt in his heart eases but the happy moment does not last long as Gou Heng knew that he was still missing a certain box given to him by that weird guy. Maybe, that person could help? Debating slightly, Gou Heng looks at the time and realized that the cook had no intentions of feeding him today so he stood without expressing much.
