"Yun Shishi?! Why do you have Brother Mu's phone?! Are you two cohabiting?"
She hung up the call without further ado.
The phone rang again, and she cut the call once more.
Song Enya did not give up and called again.
This time, she answered the call very unwillingly; impatience permeated her tone.
"What do you want?"
The woman's jealous and anxious voice could be heard from the other end. "Is Brother Mu over at your place?!"
"This has nothing to do with you."
"You really are cheap and disgusting! Is it your idea? Brother Mu wants me to apologize to you; is that your idea?! Let me tell you: I'll never say sorry to a b*tch like you!"
Deeply provoked, the woman cursed her a few times.
The recipient of these curses was vexed by the disturbance, so she simply hung up the call and put it to mute. Still, her head would not stop ringing with the vicious words she had just hears. Indignance filled her heart as she turned and tossed in bed, unable to return to sleep.
