However, the voice that came through the phone was softly weak, "Sis, I could forgive you for splashing coffee at me, but how dare you upset Dad like this! You're really going too far."
Mu Jinxi was a little dumbfounded. Eh, wasn't she supposed to be talking to Uncle Qin? How could it be that green tea bitch's voice?
Qin Han held Qin Muliang's phone, smiled coldly, then forcefully hung up. She faked a worried expression, "Dad, are you okay? She, she just hung up."
Upon a fit of violent coughing, Qin Muliang grunted, "I, Qin Muliang, brought up an ingrate. She couldn't care less about me, and just slammed down the phone."
"Muliang, Muliang, don't be angry. Please, please don't upset yourself. Look at your condition, you still have me and Hanhan by your side." Li Yueyi forced out a couple of tears, soothing him while patting his back.
