On the other side, Zhuang Wenjin, with a camera in hand, hurried back to his rented apartment.
"Too scary! How can a girl have such terrifying eyes!"
Zhuang Wenjin was still shaken when Jiang Weiwei's phone call came after him.
"Wenjin, how is everything going?"
Actually, Jiang Weiwei was quite worried. If Zhuang Wenjin were caught and squealed on her, that would be troublesome.
"I'm done with this. I won't mess with your sister anymore. If she bullies you, just bear with it."
Thinking back to the girl's chilling eyes, devoid of any warmth, Zhuang Wenjin shivered inexplicably.
He didn't want to talk about Jiang Moxi at all and simply hung up on Jiang Weiwei's call.
Meanwhile, Jiang Weiwei was in her studio.
Zhuang Wenjin had actually hung up on her, which she found somewhat unbelievable.
Because Zhuang Wenjin had always been one of her most loyal lackeys.
