"What?" Lu Xuemei was the first to exclaim in shock, her eyes wide as brass bells: "Manman, you're not kidding, right?"
"Heh." Wen Jingya sneered, finding Jiang Man utterly shameless. To embarrass her, Jiang Man could spew any lie.
Man is a man!
Even changing someone's gender, did she really find it amusing to recklessly assume another's identity?
"Sister-in-law, the Divine Doctor is a man." Wen Jingya whispered a reminder.
"Exactly." Lu Xuemei patted her chest, her fragile heart couldn't take this.
Jiang Man was both cold and agitated, too lazy to waste her breath.
She opened her phone's contact list and called an overseas number.
There was a 13-hour time difference between the two places.
It was 9 p.m. in Beicheng and 8 a.m. in New York.
The speakerphone was on, and a fluent English voice asked, "Man, long time no see?"
"Brother," Jiang Man called out in English, making small talk that boiled down to her being back in the country and having seen Wan Hao.