After that, Boris hung up the phone, threw the phone on the sofa, and walked into the bathroom.
The beep of the call ending was clearly audible.
Vivi squeezed the phone in her hand, seething with anger.
She glanced at the beautician behind her, who had looked at her from time to time. With a smile, she pretended to continue talking on the phone. "What? You are still in the meeting? Why do you always have so many things? Is the meeting more important than me?"
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"Okay, okay, I won't be mad at you. You go ahead and do what you need to do. I'll head back on my own!"
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"Well, you have to make it up to me this time. Otherwise, I won't forgive you! We agreed to come here to relax together!"
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"Okay, I'm hanging up now. See you later."
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After hanging up the phone, Vivi turned around and walked back.
The beauticians heard what Vivi said just now and greeted her with a smile.