"Oh, yes, I'm listening!" Feng Jianing came back to her senses.
Wu Xue begged, "Jianing, I'm in trouble now. My parents have also encountered trouble one after another. You're my only best friend. Can you help me beg the school? Let them withdraw their orders to expel me. Then, use your influence to speak for me on the Internet. I already have no other choice but to rely on you, alright?"
On the other end of the phone, Feng Jianing pretended that the signal was bad. "Hello? Hello! Xiao Xue? Can you hear me, Xiao Xue? This lousy signal! Xiao Xue, my signal might not be good here. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first. I've been in closed-door cultivation to mix perfume recently. Let's talk when you have time." As soon as she finished speaking, a busy tone came from the phone.
