An Xiaomian looked at Shangguan Xiu with surprise, finding it all very inexplicable, "But today is Sister Ran's wedding; it's supposed to be a happy occasion, isn't it? If I talk to her when I'm not happy, should I cry instead?"
"Idiot!" Shangguan Xiu heard more talking from the other end of the phone. Glancing down and seeing that the call hadn't ended, he abruptly hung up and confiscated An Xiaomian's phone, slipping it into his suit pocket. He then demanded righteously, "Using your phone, you're always distracted. It's now confiscated by me. I'll give it back to you after we return!"
"How can you do this? Shangguan Xiu, isn't this a bit too domineering?" An Xiaomian was dissatisfied with his arrangement and couldn't help but retort, tilting her little face up, looking at him indignantly.
Shangguan Xiu was even more furious than she was. He ignored her and then instructed the driver ahead, "Then don't attend the wedding. Turn around; let's go back!"
