1752, Little beauty, let's have a good time tonight!
She instinctively reached out to grab her phone, but before she could touch her handbag, Ah Biao snatched it away.
"You... What are you doing? Give me back my phone!"
Mu Anran was clearly sober, but at this moment, she had to pretend to be drunk.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lin Guanguan's name on the phone screen.
Oh no!
Lin Guanguan and the others must be worried because I'm missing.
If Ah Biao answered the phone now, everything would be for naught.
"Give me the phone back..."
Mu Anran whispered softly and then lunged forward, intending to snatch the phone.
But Ah Biao reacted quickly, turning around to keep Mu Anran out of reach.
He coldly glanced at the name on the phone screen, then mercilessly hung up the call.
He even shut the phone off altogether.
