The sound on the other end of the phone was not very clear to Sheng Jianan, with some static, and it seemed like the person was saying a lot, but he didn't catch much, except for the phrase "Tangtang, scumbag, scumbag call, Tangtang come out quickly" that Sheng Jianan heard word for word.
Young Master Sheng's face instantly turned as dark as Bao Qingtian, scumbag?
Nobody has ever dared to call him that!
The phone was picked up again, this time with Tang Yanqi's cool, indifferent voice, yet naturally gentle like a girl's: "Hello?"
Sheng Jianan's face was as stinky as ever, and he blurted out: "Tang Yanqi, you've got some nerve, not daring to answer this Young Master's call?"
"Sorry, I was just in the bathroom, Mr. Sheng, do you need something?"
