Chapter 171

“Of course not.”

“So you think it’s a stain on your life?”

“It wasn’t always like that,” Bai Jing said after a pause, feeling a pang of sadness. “I thought you wouldn’t change, but you have. Plus, the demands you made were too unreasonable, so I really feel like you’re a stain on my life. Anyway, I’ll come see you after get off work this morning. But it takes me almost half an hour by subway, so you might have to wait a little longer.”

“When you get to the bus stop near OCT, remember to call me at this number.”

Can’t I send it to you on WeChat?

“That’s fine too, it’s up to you.”

“Then let’s keep in touch via WeChat.”

“Um.”

“How serious are the injuries?”

“You’ll see when you get here.”

“Actually, I have a lot to say to you,” Bai Jing said after a pause, “but let’s talk about it when we meet.”

Bai Jing hung up the phone when Amu on the other end didn’t say anything more.

After hanging up, Bai Jing didn’t go into the planning department, but instead called her husband, Han An.

After the call connected, Bai Jing asked, “Honey, are you coming home for lunch?”

“without.”

“That’s perfect,” Bai Jing said. “I probably won’t go home for lunch anymore; I’ll just rest here at the company. There are three of us in the planning department, including me: a director and two clerks. We get along pretty well. I used to work as a tour guide in Lijiang for a few years, so this job is quite easy. Honey, if any of your acquaintances want to travel, you can introduce them to me. Since I work for a travel agency, I definitely won’t get ripped off.”

“Um.”

Seeing that her husband seemed unwilling to talk, Bai Jing quickly asked, “Honey, what’s wrong?”

“What? What happened?”

“I just feel like you’re not in a very good mental state.”

“You can’t even see me, yet you know I’m not in a good mental state?”

“That’s how I feel,” Bai Jing said, “because you don’t seem to want to talk to me.”

“I’m driving.”

“Shall we go to Han Ji?”

“Where else could we go?”

Bai Jing was somewhat depressed because her husband’s words were barbed.

“Then you drive carefully, I’ll continue to work.”

Beep…beep…

Seeing that her husband hung up without even saying goodbye, Bai Jing felt even more upset.

She knew her husband still minded what she had experienced in Lijiang, which naturally made her very upset. But given his unwillingness to accept her explanations, all she could do was try to avoid mentioning it. Whether time could heal all wounds and restore her husband’s love for her as before remained to be seen.

If only her husband hadn’t gone to Lijiang to look for her.

After sighing, Bai Jing walked into the planning department.

Since it was her first day at work, there were still many things she didn’t understand, so she naturally continued chatting with Wu Qing.

As for Han An, he did not go to Han Ji’s, but instead went to the teahouse run by his friend Zhang Shijun.

He wanted to get Ma Tianle’s call details, so he naturally had to ask Zhang Shijun’s wife, Millie, for help.

This matter wasn’t easy to discuss over the phone, so after leaving Nuclear Gene, Han An called Zhang Shijun and asked to come over for tea.

Zhang Shijun is a very hospitable person, so of course he wanted Han An to go over as soon as possible.

A little after ten o’clock, Han An entered a teahouse called Tianranju.

Since Han An was a friend of the boss, the staff responsible for greeting guests naturally greeted him first.

After giving him a smile, Han An went up to the second floor.

At the far end of the second floor, there was a room that Zhang Shijun used to entertain his friends, so Han An naturally went straight to that room.

Han An knocked on the door when he reached the room.

“Stop knocking, just come in.”

Upon hearing Zhang Shijun’s somewhat rough voice, Han An pushed open the door.

Han An was still a little uncomfortable seeing Zhang Shijun’s bald head, which looked like a light bulb.

“Sit down,” Zhang Shijun said with a smile. “I’ve already brewed the tea and have been waiting for your arrival!”

Sitting opposite Zhang Shijun, Han An picked up his teacup.

After drinking his tea, Han An put down his teacup and asked, “How’s the atmosphere at the teahouse lately?”

“That’s it,” Zhang Shijun continued after pouring Han An another cup. “It’s just a way of getting by, but it’s better than working for someone else. Maybe I should transfer the teahouse and become a handyman at Han’s Tea House.”

After hearing this, Han An laughed and said, “I can’t afford to invite such a big shot like you.”

“So, what brings you here?”

“The way you’re talking makes it sound like I can’t come over for tea.”

“You usually come in the afternoon, this is the first time you’ve come in the morning.”

Actually, I wanted to ask your wife for a favor.

“What kind of help?”

“I want to check someone’s call details for the past few months.”

Who are you investigating?

“Don’t ask me any more questions about that.”

“Then let me ask you another question,” Zhang Shijun asked after taking a sip of tea, “Is it illegal?”

“It’s definitely not illegal. Would I let your wife do something illegal?” Han An said. “Let me tell you, someone threatened me. I found the owner of the phone number later. But the owner said it had nothing to do with him and that someone else was using the card. I asked who it was, but he wouldn’t tell me, saying that one should be loyal. But he did tell me that the other person was from Yunnan, so I wanted to check his call details to find all the numbers from Yunnan. Maybe that way I can find out who threatened me.”

“Yunnan? Isn’t that a place that has absolutely nothing to do with us?”

That’s why I find it strange!

“By the way, isn’t your wife from Lijiang? Could it be related to your wife?”

“I asked her, and she said she didn’t know what happened. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come all this way to talk to you about it.”

“It’s difficult, really difficult,” Zhang Shijun said. “My wife really hates it when people ask her to use connections.”

“I know this is the situation, but I can’t think of anyone else who can help me.”

“I’ll ask for you tonight.”

“Could you ask for me right now?” Han An asked. “I’m in a bit of a hurry.”

Hearing Han An’s words, Zhang Shijun seemed somewhat embarrassed.

But after hesitating for more than ten seconds, Zhang Shijun still picked up his phone.

“Honey, call me when you have some free time. I need to talk to you about something.”

After sending the WeChat message, Zhang Shijun said, “I sent her a WeChat message and asked her to call me back when she’s free.”

“I don’t want to trouble you, but I really have no choice.”

There’s no need to be polite between friends.

“You’re dressed like a boss.”

Hearing Han An’s words, Zhang Shijun laughed out loud.

Zhang Shijun was wearing a white tank top, brown beach shorts, and black sandals.

In addition, he’s bald, so he doesn’t really look like a boss, but more like a thug.

Zhang Shijun was just about to say that this was called being carefree when his wife called.