Song Yunchi glanced at Mu Jingxi, who gave him a cold look that said, "Handle it yourself."
After all, he had made his demands very clear.
If such a trivial matter couldn't be dealt with, then one would have to face the consequences.
The glance, cold as ice, made Song Yunchi shiver. Who was trying to scare him?
Who was afraid?
He addressed Qiao An on the other end of the phone, "Qiao Xiao'an, we're friends after all. It wouldn't be right for you to miss my birthday, would it?"
"...I'm busy." In reality, she didn't want to attend with Mu Jingxi.
Ah.
Feeling troubled inside.
"I don't care, if I don't see you that day, I will personally come to the space base to grab someone!" After a pause, he added, "And let Jingxi know for me. Alright, that's it, hanging up now."
After speaking, he hung up the phone quickly.
Touching his nose resentfully, he said, "Well, I've said what I had to say. Whether she goes or not is Qiao Xiao'an's own choice."