"Buhui is not available to take calls right now. If there's anything Mr. Mo wants to say to her, I can relay the message, or she can call you back later." Yan Luoxi had never encountered someone like Mo Beichen.
If he had been this persistent four years ago, he wouldn't have pushed Gu Qian towards Shen Changqing. To be honest, this man's emotional intelligence is really lacking.
Mo Beichen said coldly, "Where are you all? I'm coming over to find her now."
Yan Luoxi rubbed her temples and said earnestly, "Mr. Mo, sometimes it's important to give the other person a bit of space. The more forceful you are, the more they will avoid you. I barely found a reason to get Buhui to your side, don't waste my efforts."
Mo Beichen pursed his thin lips tightly, his brows knitted almost into a knot, but inexplicably, he relented, giving a faint "hmm" before hanging up.
Yan Luoxi breathed a sigh of relief, finally, he was quiet.
