"Alright." Mo Dong did not need him to finish and repeated Ye Wangchuan's words. "When you asked Miss Qiao for help previously, when has she not helped you? Now that you say it's hard to be stuck in the middle, then don't offend anyone. You don't have to worry about offending anyone in the future."
He hung up without waiting for Simon's explanation.
Mo Dong was still angry. He threw the cell phone on the table and cursed angrily. "Motherf*cker, what is this! He still has the cheek to plead with me. I was almost f*cking ordered around by him!"
Mo Xi handed him a chewing gum and comforted him calmly. "Forget it. It's fine as long as you know what kind of person he is. There's no need to argue with such a person."
Mo Dong took the gum with a cold face, unwrapped it, and threw it into his mouth. He chewed hard as if he wanted to vent his anger.
