Chapter 3847: No One Picked Up

Qiao Nian clearly did not understand.

Qin Si took a deep breath and couldn’t care less about his face. “I haven’t been able to contact her since this afternoon. I’m a little worried.”

Qiao Nian reached for her phone on the desk, saying, “She called me this afternoon saying she was going to see a friend…”

Qin Si nodded anxiously. “I know. I just have an indescribable feeling, and my heart is beating very fast. I’m afraid she’ll find it annoying if I contact her, so…”

“I’ll try sending her a message.”

Qiao Nian stopped nagging and sent a message to Guan Yan.

Five minutes passed.

There was no response on her WeChat.

Qin Si was still waiting in the room.

Qiao Nian thought for a moment, got up, walked to the window, and dialed Guan Yan’s number.

Beep…

As soon as she made the call, there was the sound of an electric current being connected.

At this moment, Qiao Nian had yet to notice that something was wrong. She had one hand in her pocket, coolly waiting for Guan Yan to pick up the call.

“Beep beep beep…”

The phone rang a dozen times, but no one picked up.

Qiao Nian frowned slightly. Her eyes darkened as she thought of something, and her expression turned cold.

“Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later.” The call was not picked up, and a mechanical female voice sounded.

Qiao Nian hung up. Frowning, she pursed her red lips into a straight line and looked at the screen without blinking.

Qin Si sensed the abnormality in her expression and immediately walked over. “What’s wrong? Sister Qiao, you can’t get through?”

“Mm.” Qiao Nian calmed down and called again. “Don’t be anxious. I’ll try again. She might not have noticed it just now.”

Qin Si looked at her without blinking.

A minute passed.

The same thing happened. “Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable…”

This time, Qiao Nian hung up without listening. She walked past Qin Si and strode out. “Something might have happened to Guan Yan.”

**

Downstairs.

Mo Xi was preparing a hotpot. Ji Lin was also called in to help.

Tattoo Arm was more familiar with the illegal district. Thus, he was sent out to buy drinks and some of the spicy hotpot ingredients that were harder to find.

The simmering soup emitted a rich fragrance, and the warm orange light in the living room was gentle and warm…

When Qiao Nian came down, Ye Wangchuan was on the sofa on a call.

He had a laptop on his lap and was holding a video conference. His bangs were combed back slightly to reveal his smooth forehead.

It was rare to see him wearing a pair of rimless gold-rimmed glasses. As his eyes moved, he looked unrestrained and noble. He looked like a refined scum.

Qiao Nian heard him speaking fluently in Country Y’s language. His pronunciation was standard, and he was lazily leaning against the cushion.

Perhaps noticing her coming down, he looked up from the corner of his eye and smiled as he said something to the person on the other end of the video call.

Qiao Nian looked as he hung up, took off his earpiece, and asked, “Why are you down? It’s not dinner time yet.”

Mo Xi also came out wearing strange plastic gloves. He greeted her with a smile. “Miss Qiao, we’re not done yet. Have a seat. Ji Lin and I will call you when we’re done.”