"If you're sick, go to the hospital!" Ji Chuyun shouted angrily, "I'm not your free family doctor! My appearance fees are very expensive, okay?"
For him, treating rich and powerful clients cost hundreds of thousands per session. Damn it, Mo Hexuan didn't even pay a single cent and had the audacity to call him in the middle of the night every single day to boss him around!
"I'm right downstairs," Mo Hexuan said. "If you don't come down, I'll come up myself."
"..."
"So, do you want to come down on your own, or should I come upstairs and drag you out of your room?" Mo Hexuan said with a bright smile.
"..." Ji Chuyun was speechless.
After a moment, he erupted, roaring, "I'm gonna fight you, Mo Hexuan!"
With a loud "slam," the call was disconnected. Mo Hexuan lifted his head and noticed that one of the curtains in the apartment building briefly shifted. Ji Chuyun must have checked to see if he was really outside.
