The next day, Leng Rongrong was still in a daze when she was provoked by Ye Tianxin's bombarding phone calls.
Leng Rongrong, who was extremely angry when she woke up, almost smashed her phone. After the phone rang for the ninth time, she finally couldn't take it anymore and picked up the phone.
"Which idiot is calling me at this time? Don't you know that I'm still sleeping?"
Leng Rongrong picked up the call and cursed with her eyes closed in a daze.
"Leng Rongrong, get your ass to the company. Now, immediately!" Ye Tianxin's angry voice came from the phone.
"Shut up! Are you a rooster? It's not even daybreak yet, but you're already crowing non-stop!" Leng Rongrong said angrily.
"What did you just say?" Ye Tianxin's voice was filled with disbelief. No artist had ever dared to speak to her like that before.
