"I can't understand what you're saying! If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up!" Mo Siluo didn't give Zhuang Furong a chance to speak before pressing the end call button.
Soon another call came in. Mo Siluo frowned and answered, "Hello."
Xiaoguai on the bed poked her head out towards the balcony, her mouth grinning wide on both sides, as if she was extremely happy.
"What's going on here? Don't tell me you've been so shocked you've changed your ways?" Rong Zifeng's voice teased from the phone, "Even if you really did swing the other way, could you please spare me the trouble? I'm a straight guy who only likes women."
"What are you talking about!" Mo Siluo's brows furrowed even tighter.
Rong Zifeng was just joking. Of course, he knew Mo Siluo's sexual orientation was as normal as it could be; that text message was likely a mistake.
"You sent the text to the wrong person, didn't you? Unexpectedly, you have such a cheesy side. Alright, I won't bother you anymore. Hang up."
