Mu Yan recently told Jiang Jingheng about Zhang Qun's harassing messages that she had been receiving.
It's the first time she's gotten a harassing phone call.
Especially when Zhang called her "Yanyan," it really made her nauseous.
"Do you think this guy is crazy or what? I've blocked so many of his numbers, doesn't he have any self-awareness?"
Too angry, Mu Yan even started cursing.
"Looks like this pursuer is quite passionate." Jiang Jingheng chuckled lightly.
He looked ahead, his light brown eyes like icy cold, without the slightest hint of a smile.
Mu Yan couldn't see his expression and felt a bit annoyed, "Can you not disgust me? I'm changing my number tomorrow. I'm going to prepare two phones in the future."
One for work, one personal, so as to avoid encountering such situations again.
"Hearing Mrs. Jiang say this, I feel relieved." Jiang Jingheng said in a teasing manner.
Since both of them dislike the person, there's nothing to worry about.
