C580 Apologize

Si'er saw the number on her phone and frowned. She bit her lower lip. The joints of her fingers that were holding the phone were a little white. Although she kept telling herself not to worry, her heart still ached.

"Si'er, I'm sorry."

Fansai's voice was not angry at all, which made Si'er's heart ache. He was the person she loved, after all. How could she let go of him so easily? However