"You're just realizing it now?" Yan Huan cocked her lip, mocking him, "Oh my, what an innocent little boy! First love… such a beautiful term."
Upon closer listening, Cheng Yue realized the voice and tone were definitely not An Hao's, and he burst out angrily, "Who the hell are you? Damn it! If you're not An Hao, what right do you have to answer this phone? Have you no shame, no sense of decency?"
Yan Huan, hearing the other party curse at her in a frenzy, refused to show weakness, "Damn it! Find out you've got the wrong person and now you're throwing a tantrum? Next time make sure you dial the right number before you call!"
Having said that, Yan Huan slammed the receiver down onto the cradle with a clatter.
Doot doot doot doot~
Busy tone noises came through from the other end, and Cheng Yue, infuriated, also clicked the phone off sharply.