1818. Men Are All the Same
Upon hearing this, Teacher Lin's eyes instantly lit up.
So, Yu Xiao's father is coming over this afternoon?
If she had known this, she wouldn't have needed to make this call.
It seems that her little actions from yesterday have worked.
Men!
They're all the same, really. How could they refuse a beautiful and young woman who comes to them?
Thinking this way, Teacher Lin, whose mood was just sinking to the bottom, suddenly became happy again: "In that case, Mother of Yu Xiao, could you leave me your husband's number so I can communicate with him in advance?"
Listening to the slightly immature voice on the other end of the line, Mu Anran didn't think too much. She almost agreed without hesitation: "Teacher Lin, hold on. I'll text it to you when I get to the company."
"Alright then, make sure you remember, okay?"
After hanging up the phone with delight, Teacher Lin's lips curled into a triumphant smile.
