Qiu Zimo's phone rang. The caller was none other than Jian Dan.
"Lass, what do you think she's calling me for at a time like this?" Qiu Zimo's lips curled into a sly grin.
The moment Qiu Zimo picked up the call, a desperate scream came from the other end, "Master Mo, I'm begging you, please stop putting me in these situations in the future. I feel like my head's about to explode!"
Jian Dan could hear the voice clearly, even though the speakerphone wasn't on.
Is being her so painful?
Isn't it supposed to be pretty blissful?
Scenes of Uncle, the kids, and their friends flashed through her mind. Almost every scene was joyous. Even if there were unhappy moments, none were so maddening!
Where exactly did things go wrong?
"What's going on?" Jian Dan couldn't hold back her curiosity anymore.
