The call suddenly connected.
Strange noises came through the phone.
"Mmm!... Ah! Ah! I can't take it!" A seductive woman's voice!
"Ah! No, Lu Ming! Be gentler, please... Ah! So deep!"
"I can't stand it! Ah!!"
... The continuous moans through the phone.
Hearing the voice on the phone, Jing Yiren was petrified on the spot, her hand gripping the phone unconsciously tightened.
Jing Yiren's mind seemed to be emptied, unable to see the people around her, only hearing the panting and shouting through the phone.
A prolonged pain spread from her heart.
This feeling was something Jing Yiren had never experienced before; she had always trusted that Lu Ming wouldn't betray her.
Normally, the rational Jing Yiren wouldn't have believed such a call, but at this moment, Jing Yiren was depressed.
Even though she knew deep down that Lu Ming wouldn't easily betray her,
she couldn't help but feel awful.
Jing Yiren stood still, motionless.
