The crushed phone

Lin Hanxing's eyes were filled with mockery.

It was as if they wanted to see which blind person would run into the muzzle.

As soon as he finished speaking, the villa Butler handed Mr. Zhong's phone back to him expressionlessly.

Almost instantly, the phone was snatched away by the other party.

However, old Mr. Zhong's vigilant eyes were still looking in Lin Hanxing's direction.

He was suspicious of her motive.

"Didn't you say you wanted me to taste the pain? How come you don't have the guts to make the call when the phone is in front of you?"

Lin Hanxing's dark and bright eyes looked at the other party without any emotion.

"You better think carefully, I will only give you this one chance!"

Her voice was innocent.

"Whether you can grasp it or not, it's up to you!"

Lin Hanxing gently placed the teacup on the table, making a clicking sound.

With one hand on his cheek, he lazily swept his gaze over the other party.

"If you don't, I'll do it!"