Sooner or Later, You'll Get Sick from Boredom

Feeling the man's icy gaze, Qiao Mu placed her legs on the coffee table, her feet swaying leisurely.

In contrast to the man's coldness, Qiao Mu was languid and at ease, as if the words she had just said had nothing to do with him.

Then, Chi Xia's exclamation could be heard from the other end of the phone, ""Mu Mu, the person who grounded you is your uncle?"

Qiao Mu raised her eyelids and glanced at a certain man, and she grunted in response.

"This is too much! You're grounded? How can a grown man be so petty!"

"Right? I think so too. I haven't gone out all day today, and I'm in a bad mood. Do you think I'll get early menopause if I continue like this?" Qiao Mu's tone was full of bitterness. As she spoke, her symptoms seemed to worsen, and she no longer had the strength to speak.

The person on the other end of the phone paused, and his tone became helpless. " Mu Mu, why are you being so pretentious? Don't tell me your uncle is right next to you?"