"How many times do I have to tell you, I've already said I'm busy with something."
Fang Shan's tone was full of impatience; being spattered in the face by Liew Menglu was a huge loss of face already, let alone talking about it—might as well not be alive then.
"Hang up, hang up."
"Beep, beep, beep..."
On the other end of the call, Xiao Tong was stunned for a moment, not expecting Fang Shan to just hang up on her like that.
They have been classmates for a while, and she knew that Fang Shan had a bad temper, but it shouldn't have been enough to get angry just for asking an extra question.
A woman's sixth sense told Xiao Tong that something must have happened, so she thought about it and then created a new group chat without Fang Shan.
Xiao Tong: [Folks, there's a situation!]
The other two eager gossips responded swiftly.
[?? Why didn't you add Shanshan to the group?]
[Xiao Tong, what's going on? Didn't you just call Fang Shan? What did she say?]