"Humph!" Le Qingling finally hummed in satisfaction and hung up the communication.
Rubbing his ears that had been irritated into trembling, Tang Le was also quite helpless.
Starting from the third day, Le Qingling had been bombarding him with several soul communications every day. At first, he didn't answer, but later Le Qingling started to bombard him with messages, various threats, demanding he hurry back.
At this moment, Le Qingling was sitting in her room, stewing with frustration.
This guy finally agreed to come back. Two weeks! He had been gone for two whole weeks this time.
For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of panic. There was so much one could do in two weeks. And what could keep a man from showing up for two weeks, especially when he had a lot of work? What could it be?