Du du du…
Du du du…
Du du du…
This was Mu Mian's umpteenth call to Gong Heng... His phone was constantly busy, and she just couldn't get through.
A bad feeling was lingering in Mu Mian's heart.
Just then, her phone on the table rang.
Thinking it was Gong Heng, she hurriedly ran over with joy, answering without looking at the caller ID, "Brother!"
A snicker came from the other end, "Mianmian, you thought it was Gong Heng who called?"
Upon hearing Qiu Yuan's voice, Mu Mian's spirits deflated like a punctured ball, and she couldn't help feeling a surge of disgust. She already disliked Qiu Yuan, and now she had been led on a merry chase for nothing. How could she be happy?
Her tone grew cold and hard.
"What do you want?"
"Oh my, oh my!" Qiu Yuan covered her mouth and giggled, "Am I upsetting you because I'm not Gong Heng?"
"If there's nothing important, I'm hanging up!"
