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Just as the thought hit her, the phone in her hand started to ring. The caller ID was from her cold boy that hadn't been answering her calls.

Movie Queen An had brought him up and hence was familiar with his ways. Thus, she didn't show her anxiety immediately. Instead, she was prepared to question him slowly. "What do you intend to do?"

"Ms. An, I don't understand what you are saying." Qin Mo looked through the car window, his gaze landing on a figure not far away beneath the light.

This sentence triggered the elegant Movie Queen An and she moved her shawl. "Don't feign ignorance, your grandfather said that someone had offered you a marriage proposal and you accepted it."

Qin Mo wasn't the least bit affected by her words as he calculated the time a certain someone would need to come back. "Mmh."

Whose son behaved in such a manner, answering with only one sound?

Movie Queen An really wanted to call her husband.