C1092 In a Daze Again

Zhan Beirong snorted. Mu Shuishan usually talked nonsense to him, but luckily, he had gotten used to it.

"Are you happy and excited to see me call you?" Zhan Beirong put down the pen in his hand and leaned on the office chair lazily as he continued.

When she heard Zhan Beirong's words, Mu Shuishan really wanted to throw her phone out of the window and slap herself on the face