"Bitch—bitch—" Su's father couldn't hold back; his face turned immensely red, and with an outstretched hand, he smashed Su Mingzhu's phone into pieces that lay scattered on the ground.
"Ah—" Su Mingzhu also screamed.
She looked at her own phone, feeling a sudden surge of despair.
The family was in turmoil over this video call.
*
When Su Zhiruan saw the disconnected call and then observed the family's chaotic scene through the monitor, she lost interest in watching any further.
She simply put down her phone and lay flat on the couch, closing her eyes to rest.
After washing the dishes, Wen Qingyu came out and saw the girl lying flat. He leaned against the kitchen door and quietly unfastened his apron.
This call had indeed provided him with information regarding his identity.
Although he still couldn't remember, since he was a celebrity, there was bound to be information online.
