Just as Tang Xue was inwardly grieving, the ringing of a phone resounded powerfully within the vast space.
Tang Xue snapped back to reality. Was it him calling? Could it be? Should she answer or not?
A hesitant expression appeared on her clean, innocent face. At this moment, she was terribly flustered, even a bit excited, like a little deer in her chest pounding fiercely.
The ringing sounded again.
Not able to think much, her trembling hand quickly reached over, grabbing the receiver.
However, before she could speak, a burst of angry yelling came through.
"Are you dying or what, taking so long to answer the phone? Really can't understand how Qiao Junlie pays you all. Raising such a bunch of pigs!" The voice was furious. The domineering aura was quite apparent.
It's her!
