Huo Ji'an's voice was filled with anger, resonating deeply. At this moment, he was unsure of his whereabouts, surrounded by some noise.
His speech was subdued, overshadowed by the surrounding clamor, making it difficult to discern what he said.
After muttering for a while, Zhouzhou felt dizzy, his chubby face filled with confusion.
After a while, Huo Ji'an summarized, "Chubby girl, what do you think we should do?"
Zhouzhou nibbled on his finger, looking perplexed. "How about you repeat it again, Little Skinny Pole?"
She hadn't heard what he said clearly.
Huo Ji'an paused, the surge of anger in Zhouzhou's ears suddenly faltering. After some thought, he couldn't find the previous emotion, only stating, "Someone insulted my father."
This time, Zhouzhou heard clearly, "Who?"
"Don't know, many people." Huo Ji'an stealthily peeked out from the bathroom, watching the figure answering the phone in the living room.