"Our conversation didn't go so great," Fenju nagged.
"I'm sorry, baby. I'll be there and we can talk when I get up to you."
"I don't want to talk about her," Fenju snapped back.
Yes. She had that lovely pissed-off tone to her voice that actually got me a bit hard, but also got my warning flaps going too.
I paused a beat.
"That's fine too. I'll be there very soon."
"Why are you sighing into the phone at me?" She angry.
HUH?
I'm sure I opened my mouth and just gaped like a goldfish because I had nothing to offer after that question.
"No. I'm not baby," I quickly denied her accused.
"You just did it again!" Fenju scolded.
Fenju seems to have a very bad mood swings.
"Listen. If you're going to interrogate me about the photo shoot, then maybe you shouldn't come over. I'm just not up for that tonight, Mr Yuan," She screamed.
Can we conclude that my Fenju was possessed by devil or what?