It took a lot of effort to calm her mind, and she turned her head calmly: "Mr. Sheng, is there anything else?"
"I..."
Sheng Jianan instinctively blurted out "Don't want the phone anymore?" but quickly realized that he had just denied coming to deliver the phone to her, and saying this now would be self-defeating.
With a light cough, Sheng Jianan still maintained that cold and mocking tone: "Are you tutoring outside for others? Tang Yanqi, what's with the act of being pitiful? Are you really short of money?"
Although Sheng Jianan asked three consecutive questions, he had already given himself the answer.
Tang Yanqi felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. What could she say? After all, in his eyes, everything she did was an act, everything was wrong. If it were someone else, Tang Yanqi would certainly fight back without hesitation. She might feel aggrieved, but she's never been someone who lets herself be preyed upon.
