The door was shut, and Wen Xiangyang lingered at the entrance, still clutching the shirt that Mu Lingqian had tossed at her.
His contempt for her had reached such an extent that she was ousted even before she began to entice him...
She really should start seeking alternatives.
That night, Wen Xiangyang twisted and turned in bed, unable to sleep. She pondered all through the night until she finally fell asleep at dawn.
The next day, she was again roused by the ringing of her phone.
"Hello?" Wen Xiangyang groped for her mobile phone and replied groggily.
"Xiangyang, it's me, it's your father."
Upon hearing this voice, Wen Xiangyang instantly sat up on her bed. She heard Wen Lisheng's conciliatory voice coming from the other end of the line, "Xiangyang, you wanted to meet your younger brother, didn't you? Why don't you do your father a favor and ask Young Master Mu when he will be free next? Once that's settled, I'll arrange for you to meet Shao Jie right away."