C48 Telephone

"Yi Chen?" She put a grape in her mouth and recalled that there had been no news of a man in the past few days. She shook her head.

Duan Yi Chen was her son, yet she didn't know about him. Could it be that he rarely returned home?

"Sigh, I don't know what he's busy with. He left early and came back late, and we haven't seen him all day." Mrs Duan sighed, her eyebrows knitted in worry