An Nan's laughter was too sudden. Even Lin Mubai, who was in front of him, wanted to stop it but was a step too late, only able to watch helplessly as the reprimanding voice on the other end of the phone continued to echo in his ears: "An Nan, you truly have no manners just like your mother. I'm talking to you, and you dare to laugh. What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at me? Or laughing at your mom and your sister?"
The other party kept mentioning mom and sister, which made An Nan increasingly impatient: "Enough, I told you, if there's something to say, just say it directly. If there's nothing, I'm hanging up."
"An Nan, how dare you!" Lin Haotian was clearly about to explode with anger.
