On the other end, Xin Hailong knew she was about to hang up, and immediately warned, "Xin Xiaoxiao, try hanging up the phone."
Xin Xiaoxiao's finger was almost on the hang-up button, but she gritted her teeth and didn't press it. She put on speaker, irritated, "So what on earth do you want, old man? Got something to say to me? Are you planning to distribute your assets?"
Upon hearing this, Xin Hailong was furious, silent for a long moment.
When he spoke again, his voice was filled with resentment, "Are you just waiting for me to die?"
Xin Xiaoxiao quickly spat, "Pah! Saying such unlucky things first thing in the morning."
After a jab, her tone softened, "I was having a really interesting dream, and your call woke me up. How could I not be angry?"
On the other side, hearing that Xin Xiaoxiao was angry just because of a beautiful dream, Xin Hailong felt both amused and annoyed, "Were you dreaming of gold mountains or silver mountains?"
