C259 Give Me Your Phone

Sunn Ming's steps came to an abrupt halt, and he awkwardly smiled at Ms. Sunn.

Under her stern and severe gaze, Sunn Ming playfully asked, "Honey, is there something you need?"

Ms. Sunn stared at him without blinking, then said, "Hand over your phone."

It was a direct hit. His phone had been ringing several times, and Ms. Sunn hadn't reacted