A Job

"You're very busy?" Mu Xiaowan rolled her eyes at Yang Guang, looked at her car, and said, "I have no idea how much it's going to cost. I won't know until I take it to the shop. How about this, leave me your phone number and I'll call and give you the price later?"

"That's fine!" Yang Guang pulled out his phone and found the number he had previously stored and dialed it.

Mu Xiaowan was stunned and looked up at him as she said, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes!"

"How come you have my number?" Mu Xiaowan narrowed her eyes into a wary expression.

"It's not like it's the size of your bra, so why are you so anxious?" Yang Guang said.

"You!" Mu Xiaowan stomped her foot furiously. If she hadn't felt like she wouldn't be able to beat him, she would have kicked him to death already!