Mu Yunshen's phone rang again. Tang Sitian glanced at him and lazily said, "Go answer it, looks like you're quite busy."
"It's Xu Yan calling," Mu Yunshen held the phone screen up to her, then said, "Got something to handle, it'll be quick."
The man walked towards the balcony.
Tang Sitian remained leaning on the sofa, eyes narrowed, "Why does Miss Mo look at me like that? It's a bit scary."
"Do you find this amusing?" Mo Lier clenched her hands, her face pale yet still arrogant, "You deliberately use Yunshen to humiliate me, do you think he doesn't notice?"
"So what if he notices?" Tang Sitian laughed, "Are you going to have him kick me out?"
"How long do you think he'll love you?" Mo Lier gritted her teeth, "He only feels guilty towards you because he couldn't let go of me two years ago!"
