C156 Do I Even Have the Right to Throw My Temper at You

Hee Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Before Dong Zhengnan reached her, the work phone on the table buzzed again.

The man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Never mind, you go and get busy." She sat up from the sofa, buttoned her shirt and smiled.

Dong Zhengnan pressed the button to break her off in annoyance. He pursed his lips and looked straight at her