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Su Yannan rushed over, snatched the phone from Wen Heng and hung up the phone, pouting as he muttered.

"Who are you calling? Is it Yu Xiao Han, or some other woman? "

Wen Heng stared blankly at the woman in front of him.

Her face was flushed and her eyes were darting in all directions. She was obviously drunk.

A stern look flashed across Wen Heng's eyes