"I'm sorry, you've called the wrong number and found the wrong person! I'm not a prostitute. If you're looking for a prostitute, there are many entertainment places for you to choose from!" Ouyang said.
The other party heard her and knew that she had misunderstood.
"I'm sorry, I'm not talking about that kind of lady! I just wanted to tell you that you are our family's young miss! Now, your father wants to ..."
When Superintendent Ouyang heard this, she walked over to the sofa and sat down.
"Please don't change your number and people to harass me. If you have any problems, you can find my husband, Qiming, in private to solve it!" She said.
At this moment, a hand reached over and snatched her phone away.
"Who is it?" Qiming said.
The other party hung up the phone decisively. Qiming looked at his phone for a few seconds before he sat down on the sofa.
"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Qiming asked.
