At this moment, her cell phone suddenly rang.
She looked at the incoming call and frowned.
Mo Yuanxiu looked at her and then at her cell phone as she walked off to the side.
He nonchalantly continued with his dinner, appearing extremely elegant.
Lu Manman walked toward the garden outside the restaurant. The cool night breeze brushed against her body, and she couldn't help but shiver. She walked to the balcony without backing off and picked up the call. "Wen Yun."
"Lu Manman, what are you trying to do?! I've already reached the limit of my tolerance for you. Don't make me give up completely on you!" Wen Yun's angry voice was so loud it almost hurt her eardrums.
Lu Manman smiled but did not seem to care.
This man probably could not take it anymore. Although he did not lose his temper at the time, he still bore a grudge against her.
Wen Yun's scheming ill-intentions were worlds apart from his resolution.
