Wan Donglin said indifferently, "I'm busy right now."
"Third Young Master, I didn't mean to disturb you…" Wang Xiaohao spoke in a flustered manner. "I just want the phone number of that beauty you were with. Ever since I saw her that time, I've been itching for it. She's someone you're done with, right? So just give me her number…"
"Wang Xiaohao, you've got the wrong person. Stop harassing people. And let me tell you, the woman I was with is a mute!"
"Third Young Master…" Wan Donglin hung up abruptly.
He gave a bitter smile. This circle really was small for Wang Xiaohao to have run into them like that.
He came out of the bathroom and saw he had several new text messages.
"Did you disappear?"
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Why aren't you replying to me?"
He was curious. What could have made her so restless and uneasy this time?
"Miss, who's managed to annoy you this time?"
