"I'm sorry, the user you are calling is busy—"
He tried three times and it was the same each time. Damn it, he must have been blacklisted!
Qiao Yonghui threw the phone at Jian Wan: "I can't get through, you try!"
"I won't!" Jian Wan scorned, "Xiao Xi has been tired these days, stop harassing her."
"You!" Qiao Yonghui roared angrily, "Are you defying me? Believe it or not, I'll—ouch!"
Qiao Yonghui hadn't finished shouting when something hit him on the back of the head, causing him to cry out in pain, "Who's there?"
"Me."
Jian Xi entered with Nan Mufeng's company, her little face tightly drawn and her gaze filled with a chill, deeply displeased.
The thing that had attacked Qiao Yonghui was indeed her cell phone.
Nan Mufeng walked over, picked up the phone, wiped off the dust, and handed it back to Jian Xi: "Wife, does your hand hurt?"
Wife!!
Qiao Yonghui's eyes widened.
This term of endearment shocked him even more than the attack!
