Xia Wenmo was so frustrated by Wen Jin's nonsensical words that he felt like his head was about to burst into smoke, "Wen Jin, are you sick? If you are, hurry up and get better! If you want to play the pity card, go to your parents, stop trying to gain my sympathy!"
"Please spare me, woo... spare me..."
"!!!"
Xia Wenmo's brows instantly furrowed into a knot, and with a swift move, he ended the call.
Beside him, Xia Wenqing slowly turned off the recorder that was recording.
"Wen Jin must think everyone is as stupid as her, not realizing the ulterior motive behind this call?" Wenmo couldn't help but roll his eyes as he glanced at the recorder in Wenqing's hand.
"Do I look like a fool to her?"
Of the four brothers, Wenmo had the worst relationship with Wen Jin. Even if she were to apologize, she wouldn't bother apologizing to him.
"..."
Wenqing didn't say a word, just silently worked on the files on his computer.
