After Xin Zaozao left.
Mu Cidian went online and, together with his studio staff, continued to develop the mobile game.
The phone rang.
Mu Cidian glanced at the caller ID.
He directly hung up.
The endless ringing of the phone persisted.
Mu Cidian finally gave in and answered.
As soon as the call was connected, Wan Quan's furious voice came through: "Mu Cidian, you ungrateful son, where are you?!"
"You know exactly where I am."
"Come back to me!"
"I'm not coming back."
"Mu Cidian!"
"I told you, I'm not coming back, if there's nothing else, I'm going to turn off my phone."
"Mu Cidian, do you have to act as Xin Zaozao's gigolo? Do you have to grovel at her feet? Can't you do some decent work? Are you worthy of our Mu ancestors?!"
"That's my business."
"Mu Cidian, come back to me, come back from Xin Zaozao!" Wan Quan's voice was loud and shrill.
Mu Cidian said, "Mom, what on earth do you want?"
Mu Cidian put down his computer, took his phone and stepped away.