The phone rang again, the persistent sound ringing in her ears.
Glancing at the screen she saw was the same number.
Furrowing her brows, Sue Xihan lowered the volume of the battlefield sounds, pressed a button on her wrist device, and answer the call while simultaneously maneuvering her character to unleash skills.
"Hello, what is it?" she inquired.
A voice on the other end, both strange yet slightly familiar, responded, "Zihon, I finally reached you.
Do you have any idea how worried I've been these past few days without being able to contact you? My heart is nearly shattered.
Please don't torment me with your silence.
You must be feeling quite distressed.
I know you've been the subject of slander with rumors circulating about you and your colleagues that must be weighing heavily on you.
However, you need to look forward.
Upon hearing this, Suzi Han realized it was Wong now.
The phrasing was unmistakably characteristic of her.
Seemingly comforting yet insidiously inciting.
Wong now had obtained a new phone card to reach her.
It was entirely normal that she couldn't get through as Suzie Han had blocked all forms of communication from her and activated stranger blocking.
With no time to engage in idle chatter that would drain her energy and emotions, she replied, "Zihon, could you please accept my friend request? I have something important to discuss with you.
" "Zihan, I" Sue Zihan pressed the button on her wrist device, severing the call, and then pulled up her interface to activate privacy mode, blocking the unfamiliar number.
She was resolute in her decision to dismiss this so-called friend and had no intention of rekindling any form of communication that might disrupt her peace of mind.
It is commendable that she has not sought revenge for the deceptions of her past life.
In truth, her previous melancholy and incessant need for self- validation were significantly influenced by Wong.
Now, while she appears to stand in judgment from her own vantage point, every utterance subtly criticizes her for not measuring up, accusing her of being too ostentatious, of failing to exercise caution when she excels, and of dressing too attractively, provoking unwelcome thoughts.
Moreover, she incessantly recites hurtful rumors, seemingly collecting various slanders as evidence, yet simultaneously deepening the psychological torment.
This young woman excels in the art of hypocrisy and manipulative persuasion.
Upon reflection, it becomes clear that Wong now has always been unable to bear her brilliance.
Their relationship, aside from being advantageous, is also tinged with jealousy.
Soon, Suzie Han chose to dismiss these thoughts, focusing intently on the gaming interface.
Her singular desire was to diligently pursue her own ambitions and cultivate her strength.
In the CAF, Wong now gestured to her wristband and shook her head the man seated opposite her, forcing a bitter smile that conveyed her effort.
Dressed in a fitted white blouse and a black A-line skirt that concealed her long legs clad in black stockings, she exuded the aura of a professional woman.
Yet with every movement, she inadvertently showcased her legs, the stockings reflecting a hint of luminous skin.
At that moment, as she slightly bent forward, an unbuttoned section revealed a glimpse of pale skin.
A strand of hair fell perfectly, adding a touch of allure, complimenting her meticulously crafted natural makeup, which lent her an air of innocence intermingled with seduction.
Wong now meticulously controlled her expression, striving to present her most captivating self.
It was this seemingly unconscious allure that could better entice men.
Although she lacked the naive beauty of Suzie Han, she understood the art of capturing male attention.
Most men are visuallyincclined, often prioritizing a woman's figure over a face.
With a mere hint of strategy, the average man would be tempted to seize an opportunity, especially when there are no strings attached.
The gentleman before her, among those she knew, was exceptional, worthy of her subtle manipulations.
"How about we head upstairs for a drink and discuss how to comfort Zehon?" she suggested, carefully modulating her tone to sound casual, while her expression remained earnestly serious.
"No," the man replied, his gaze lowered as he pushed away his coffee cup.
His voice was deep.
"I must take my leave.
Until next time, he rose, his well-tailored suit framing his physique, and gradually walked away, leaving behind an impression of charm.
He's leaving just like that.
Does he not understand my insinuations? Wong now furrowed her brow, her innocent facade slipping away.
She raised her coffee cup and drank it down in one swift motion.
The individual who claims to be the owner of a company approached her expressing a desire to inquire about her friend Susie Han ostensibly to extend an apology and compensation on behalf of the company.
At that moment she recognized an opportunity had presented itself, a fortuitous windfall.
The only source of her vexation was that Sue Xihan had inexplicably removed her from her contacts, adopting a notably unfriendly demeanor.
After all, she was Xihan Singular, dearest friend.
She had sacrificed much to attain this bond, effectively distancing herself from all who sought to draw near to her.
Although Xihon was not as enchanting as she had envisioned upon her acquisition, it mattered little.
She generously resolved to continue their friendship.
Could Xi Han's aloofness stem from a realization of her past actions, perhaps in connection with Shiaosure? Yet her involvement with Shiaosure had never been intentional.
Shiaosure had simply brought it upon herself.
Was this the price she had to pay for friendship with Xihan? Xihan ought to comprehend this as it was her rightful understanding.
After all, Xihan should not have friendships beyond her, should she? Wong, now meticulously adorned, arranged to meet him at a CAF downstairs.
Indeed, she spotted a dappered gentleman, affluent and leisurely, confirming her intuition had not faltered.
This was a serendipitous encounter.
However, the seemingly gullible gentleman took his leave after just a few exchanges.
Had she faltered in her endeavor? Wong now found herself in deep contemplation.
After a brief interval, she grasped her bag and rose to depart.
A server approached her, saying, "Miss, your table has not yet been settled.
" Chapter 32.
The doctor's excitement, Wong Nao<unk>s composure was nearly unraveling.
That insufferable man, so miserly, had asked her to join him for coffee without offering to pay.
What a pretender.
His luxury car and designer suit were surely rented.
She had almost been blinded by his audacity.
Fine, I'll pay, she thought, gritting her teeth as she fidgeted with a bracelet.
Susie Han was oblivious to these matters.
The male lead of Hong, Yao, was preoccupied with thoughts of her, anxious that she might be in trouble.
After collecting the necessary items, another morning had slipped away.
The collection opportunities had dwindled to 03, awaiting the next refresh.
Suzi Han controlled her character to train, then stretched languidly before rising to move her body.
As she gazed out the window, memories flooded her mind.
In the distant past, she had many friends.
She had once been a little son, optimistic and cheerful, always caring for others, naturally beloved.
After her parents departed, she withdrew more and more.
As if she had lost the capacity to love, her friends dwindling until only Wong now remained.
She understood that Wong Now's character was far from admirable.
Yet, she did not mind, for he was her sole companion.
Even if his brand of concern was occasionally laced with sharp edges, it was still concern.
As long as there was care, she could overlook the occasional discomfort.
After all, Wong now had repeatedly asserted that she had only him as a friend besides him.
No one was willing to befriend her peculiar nature.
This blatant manipulation, heard for too long, made escape ever more challenging.
Thus, Wong now transitioned from a childhood acquaintance to her sole friend in adolescence, and they coexisted in a manner that required no change from her.
Though she would not admit it, she too felt loneliness.
She needed companionship.
Despite her seemingly strong demeanor, her studies and work imbued with aggression.
She possessed a fragile side, yearning for connection.
Deep within, it felt as if a black hole consumed her need for affection.
And when that longing remained unfulfilled, it only echoed her emptiness.
At times, she felt like a mere shell, existing solely to absorb love until the fervent affection of the little spirits filled that void.
Suzie Han finally understood what she truly needed and what mattered to her.
It turned out she had always yearned for boundless concern from others.
A sincerity that placed her at the forefront of their lives and a faith willing to sacrifice everything for her.
She was grateful to the divine realm for allowing her to encounter the little spirits and for the honor of becoming their deity, filling the darkness of her mental world.
Today was a rainy day.