Same Hell with Same Devils

"Hello!" She said impatiently while holding her phone between her cheek and shoulder.

"Hi, Xiao Mey!" She was taken aback by the familiar voice that came from the other end.

Xu Mey was going through a hectic day at the company and her mind was all over the place from looking through all the planning reports on her table. While she was frenziedly trying to focus on her work, her cell phone on the table rang. She distractedly picked up the call but when she heard Fu Shuang's voice, she was frozen.

It took her a while to get back, "You don't get to call me Xiao Mey anymore. And where did you get my contact number?" She asked with a scowl.

"I got the number from someone closer to you." He replied making Xu Mey's frown even deeper. "And you're right. I don't get to call you Xiao Mey anymore."

"Cut the cr*p and get to the point!" Xu Mey was getting impatient.

There was silence for a while before she heard his muffled voice, "Is it too late to say sorry?"