He's Actually a Pitiful Person
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After He Rong drove away from Jiayuan Villa, she stopped the car by the roadside and took out her cell phone to make a call.
However, no one picked up on the first try. The call was hung up on the second try, but when she tried again, the phone was already switched off.
"This brat, bastard, ingrate…" He Rong was so angry that she threw the phone on the dashboard. "None of the Nangongs are good."
Fortunately, the luxury car was of good quality, and so was the cell phone. None of them were broken.
After a while, He Rong took a deep breath and picked up the phone to redial a number. This time, someone answered. "Fang Ming, where's Ah Jue?"
"Madam, Sir Jue is in a meeting." Fang Ming's answer was neutral. "If you have anything to tell him, I'll pass it on after his meeting."
"Tell him to call me back. Tell him that if I can't get him today, I'll go to Xiling City myself tomorrow." He Rong hung up the phone.