"Sister Fan, your brother sent someone to the hospital again!" The phone vibrated in the palm of her hand. Fan Shengmei looked at the latest folding screen in 2023 and suddenly realized something was wrong. His fingertips crossed the screen, and the lock screen date clearly showed April 12, 2015.
The elevator mirror reflected her face that looked eight years younger, and her waistline in the Ports suit was just right. Memories came flooding back - today was supposed to be Wang Baichuan's first visit to Shanghai, and half an hour later, she would receive the phone call that changed her fate.
