Xia Wan'an gave a simple "Oh," indicating her understanding.
On the other end of the phone, Qin Shujian's words hit like a fist on cotton - without any effect. After a moment of silent disbelief, she awkwardly asked, "Don't you have anything else to say?"
"Sure…" Xia Wan'an replied casually, "…I am not just a bit good-looking, I am very, very good-looking!"
Qin Shujian: "…"
Qin Shujian: "Not that! I meant the latter part – the part where I asked you to stay away from Jingnian. I'm a woman of my word. Don't you believe I would really send those pictures to Jingnian?"
Xia Wan'an made a show of rolling her eyes, her voice dripping with disdain: "If you mean business, why don't you send them directly to him? Why send it to me? Don't you think your approach is pointless?"
Qin Shujian was speechless: "You --"
