Zoe Yale's mind was like two scoundrels fighting.
One wanted her to answer the telephone, the other wanted her to give up on Charles White...
When she finally made up her mind to answer the telephone, it had already hung up.
Couldn't he just hold on for one more second?
Zoe Yale pressed her cell phone under the pillow, and angrily punched the pillow.
Bastard, she never wants to take his call again...
But thinking about it, she felt unwilling.
Flirting and running away, what did he take her for?
Zoe Yale took the cell phone out from under the pillow, stared at his phone number for half a day, then her finger trembled, and she dialed it.
Just when she was about to hang up, she thought about it and held back.
When he picks up, she's going to curse him out before hanging up, and then blacklist him so he won't even have a chance to curse back!
Yes, exactly like that!
Let him taste her fierceness too!
