Relentless Harassment
After dinner, Zhang Rong and Qing Tian Meina had just started chatting about makeup techniques with Snow Skin Lotion.
Zhang Rong's phone suddenly rang. When she saw the caller ID on the screen, the smile on her face gradually stiffened.
"What's wrong?"
Qing Tian Meina noticed the change in expression on her new Chinese friend's face.
"Uh, n-nothing!"
Zhang Rong's response was strained. She decisively rejected the call.
But to her surprise, the phone rang again not long after she hung up.
Feeling awkward, Zhang Rong hung up once more.
But the caller refused to give up and kept calling, one time after another.
Her awkwardness turned to anger. After apologizing, she picked up her phone and walked out onto the balcony. Finally, she answered.
"Liang Xiao, I'm not your girlfriend. Don't call me again. If you do, I'll block you. If blocking isn't enough, I'll whitelist calls so only people I know can get through. I'm not afraid of you changing your number... And let me tell you, I'm not home. Even if you come looking for me, it'll be a waste of time. Stop bothering me from now on. Goodbye—no, never see you again!"
Zhang Rong ended the call in a few swift taps and decisively enabled the whitelist, allowing only people in her contacts to call. That way, he couldn't keep harassing her with calls and ruin her New Year.
Seeing that Zhang Rong still looked unhappy, Qing Tian Meina asked with concern, "Xiao Rong, are you all right?"
"I-I'm fine!"
Zhang Rong's smile remained strained.
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