Mù Qiānxún was tossed and turned by Ou Zun until late into the night again.
Ou Zun shamelessly took advantage of his injury, engaging in all sorts of misdeeds.
Utilizing her sense of guilt, he got away with a lot of bad things against her.
Now it's eight in the morning, and she still hasn't opened her eyelids.
Groggily hearing Ou Zun's cellphone ringing, she became displeased, starting to scratch at his chest with her little hand, grumbling incessantly.
Ou Zun's large hand gently patted her back, soothing her: "Be good, I'll see who it is."
Then he took out his phone, seeing it was an unfamiliar number.
Since he's now in business, it's not unusual for strangers to call him, so he answered it.
"This is Ou Zun."
After hearing something from the other side, Ou Zun didn't hesitate to hang up the call.
Then he added the number to the blacklist.
And after that, he turned off his phone.
