Knowing that Mu Xiaoxiao would really hang up. Feng Shengyang called out in the end, unable to control himself.
"It's me."
His voice was light and low.
On the other side of the phone, Mu Xiaoxiao paused.
The two sides stayed silent.
Feng Shengyang didn't know if she had guessed it was him or not. He thought that she would have immediately hung up if she knew it were him. Should he be a little happy?
At least this meant that the anger in her heart towards him was not that intense.
In the next second, Mu Xiaoxiao sneered, "Feng Shengyang? Is that you? Why did you call me? Aren't you drunk? You don't sound drunk. Did you get Tianqi to lie to me?"
Feng Shengyang paused, not expecting her to respond that way.
Was he that bad according to her?
Feng Shengyang's gaze turned downcast.
"I didn't."
