C20 Don't be Upset

Mo Xiaoxi timidly touched his phone. Her index finger hooked over bit by bit, trying to probe if he would flip out, "Hubby, I'll just use it for a while."

Seeing that he did not object, she snatched it over with a whoosh and unlocked it. She very skillfully opened the recent call. The name of the number at the top was: Rong Yan.

Rong Yan.

Hmph, it sounded like the name of a little b * tch