Lin Zifeng stood there foolishly, unable to understand why Princess Beiming Huang was so temperamental. However, just moments after Beiming Huang left,
the Apple phone left on the desk suddenly started ringing. It was the vibration sound, no ringtone. This might be related to her naturally quiet personality. Initially, Lin Zifeng didn't want to care and didn't want to answer. He couldn't meddle; everyone has their privacy. Too much involvement, and you become a snoop.
The person on the other end, who knows which damned bastard, not only called once but kept calling without end.
Watching the phone vibrate from the desk to the edge, about to fall off, Lin Zifeng contemplated whether to answer or not, counting sheep in his mind.
"Forget it. I can't handle her temper. If I touch her phone, she'll probably jump and curse me out again." He decided to pretend he didn't know.
"Buzz buzz buzz… buzz buzz buzz… buzz buzz buzz…"
