"Ye Li, what do I need to do for you to let me go?"
On the other end of the phone, Xu Moran spoke with spite.
Ye Li was confused, "Xu Moran, you're the one picking fights and making malicious assumptions. It has been you stirring trouble from the start, and now you're playing the victim?"
If she had known it was her call, she wouldn't have answered it at all.
Early in the morning, disrupting someone's peaceful sleep and causing distress.
Ye Li abruptly hung up the phone.
Xu Moran tried to call again, but the phone was always temporarily out of service.
Realizing she had been blocked, Xu Moran, with eyes reddened, grabbed the pillow from her bed and started pounding it furiously.
After leaving the ski resort yesterday, except for Hu Dongxu, who was taken away by an ambulance, the others didn't even stick around for the second half of their plans but hurried home instead.
Afterward, the group's WeChat group had not been quiet.