C42 Feeling Sorry For Herself

“Anrou, why are you calling so late? Is something wrong?” Though his tone was calm and relaxed, there was a hint of needling in his voice. He had little patience for this woman who pestered him all day long.

“Hanyu, it’s been days since I’ve last seen you. What are you doing right now? I miss you and I want to come over and see you,” Qian Anrou said with a pout