C337 Selfderision
"Ms. Manrong, if something's bothering you, just say it. I won't laugh at you." While others might not catch the meaning behind her words, Yan Mowen certainly could.
"Get outta here. Oh, I've got another call coming in. I'll call you back later," Qin Manrong suddenly said, then hung up.
It was an unfamiliar number, but if it wasn't someone she knew, they probably wouldn't have her home number
