Tang Xue shakily handed the phone to Mo Long and said, "Brother Mo Long, my mother is looking for you..."
Mo Long coldly looked at the phone in Tang Xue's hand and did not pick it up.
Tang Xue was so anxious that she was about to cry. She said, "Brother Mo Long, you, you pick up the phone. My mother is angry..."
Mo Long was finally willing to say, "She is angry. What has it got to do with me?"
Tang Xue's tears welled up in her eyes as she sobbed, "Brother Mo Long, please pick up the phone."
Mo Long did not take the phone, so Tang Xue had no choice but to turn on the speakerphone and say, "Mom, I've turned on the speakerphone. If you have anything to say, just say it."
At this moment, the person on the other end of the phone spoke up, his tone trying to curry favor, "Mo Long, it's me, it's auntie."
Mo Long's eyes never left Jiang Yu. When he heard this, he only lightly replied, "Yes."
