The old butler shuddered. He stared at the phone in Mu Tingfeng's hand and asked in surprise, "I-Is that Madam Mu?"
Mu Tingfeng quirked on his eyebrow when he heard how the old butler addressed Zhao Youlin. He did not say anything. Instead, he asked the person on the other end of the line even though he already knew the answer, "You are…"
The voice coming from the phone stopped abruptly as if she had been interrupted. After a while, the master and servant heard the mockery that they could not be more familiar with, "Hehe! It's been only a few days since we saw each other. Can't you even identify me by my voice? That's very heartless of you, my dear ex!"
Zhao Youlin gritted her teeth as she spoke the final words. Meanwhile, Mu Tingfeng found it amusing.
