I am dying.
"What do you mean?" Yun Jiaqi was taken aback. She didn't know if she had heard him right or had inferred him wrong, but she felt something was wrong in what he said.
The man continued the same insensitive tone, "Miss, I don't have all night to explain things to you. You have already wasted so much of my time without any reason. Since you are not buying anything from me then please let me sleep."
He said, and Yun Jiaqi knew that he was going to disconnect the call. Interrupting him quickly, she begged, "Please don't disconnect the call yet, mister. This is important to me. Can you please explain it to me once again?"
The man was sleeping when Jiaqi had called him, so he was already getting frustrated on the other side. He was bearing with her all the time because he saw his profit. But now that he knew that there was nothing such, he didn't want to waste another second on her.