At the Splendor Residency, Yin Anran was listening to music as she lounged on the rocking chair with a face mask stretched over her skin. When the ringtone she had specifically set for Qin Jinhuan sounded, she sat up and hurriedly ripped off the face mask before picking up the call.

“Jinhuan! You’ve finally called! Did you miss me?”

When she called Jinhuan’s name, it felt as though someone was wrenching her heart out. Her nose pricked and her throat ...