Kapitel 489: Come Here And Let Me Hug You

Her phone rang time after time, seemingly testing her patience. Going back and forth between her hanging up and him calling again, her fury sprang into life. She eventually accepted the call and snapped, "What are you trying to do?!"

"Get out!" Having over 20 calls of his being rejected by her, his voice was similarly filled with resentment.

She was confused and asked in distaste, "What are you barking at in the middle of the night?"

"I'm outside your house."

She rushed to the window and was shocked to see an Aston Martin parked outside. Mu Yazhe was supporting a phone to his ear and leaning his rangy figure against the hood of his car. He had a cigarette held at the corner of his lips.

The flickering and imperishable flames on his stick were particularly striking in this darkness.

Gazing from afar, the man had his head inclined, and his entire being radiated an indefinable loneliness.