In Lin Tian's villa, Bai Shishi was holding a cellphone, smiling luminously. The feeling of making an enemy's veins pop from anger was just too gratifying.
"Lin Tian, do you think this will make that old guy Wang Daoran sick with rage?" Bai Shishi said, covering her mouth as she laughed.
Lin Tian chuckled, saying nothing.
Hanging up on the secretary twice in a row was Lin Tian's bad idea; since they hadn't taken down the Wang Family yet, it was satisfying to gross them out a bit.
Yan Xinrou, in high spirits, also laughed along, "Should we wait for Wang Daoran to call himself, and hang up on him again? I think it's fun to tease that old guy."
Lin Tian was sweating profusely; his mother-in-law really knew how to play.
Soon, Bai Shishi's phone rang again, and the corners of everyone's mouths slightly curved upwards as they laughed, knowing this call must be from Wang Daoran.
Sure enough, the phone soon echoed with Wang Daoran's gritted teeth voice, "Bai Shishi!"
