For over an hour, this man who ought to be 'busy with a million things' just sat on the sofa scrolling through messages, not missing a single one, even ignoring the breakfast Nanny Wang brought to him.
Qiao Mo was still sound asleep in the bedroom, completely unaware that a certain man's lungs in the living room were about to explode.
What Little Sweetie... Little Baby...
What Dear, Little Momo!
Or things like Silly Goose, Lazy Bug~
Every word and phrase was so sickeningly sweet that to Fu Nancheng, they reeked with a strong stench of jealousy and sourness that was unbearable even through the screen!
This damned woman, attracting bees and butterflies everywhere!
He carelessly opened the contact list and discovered that many people who hadn't received replies to their messages were undeterred and kept pestering repeatedly.
Although most of the numbers were not saved with a name, Qiao Mo had answered most of the calls, which made Fu Nancheng even more jealous!
