Jiang Lin was ready to roll her eyes to the heavens.
For the first time in her life, the usually composed and calm Jiang Lin began helplessly scratching her head in frustration.
She brewed countless curses inside her head to hurl at him, but eventually, she swallowed them back and shouted angrily:
"Lu Kaipin, are you sick?"
"No, Linlin, don't hang up, I…"
Jiang Lin closed her eyes, remembered Wu Liang's grievances and embarrassment, and warned, "Lu Kaipin, how do you manage to claim you miss me while simultaneously scouting different marriage prospects? You don't even spare my best friend. Can't you have a bit of autonomy in your life? Do you know what you look like right now? You look like a puppet on strings, doing everything your dad says. If one day he told you to die, would you also blindly obey and go to your death?"
She scolded him harshly, but Lu Kaipin evidently missed the point.