C688 The Permission of the Two Old Men

Yuhan hurriedly snatched the phone and said, "Dad, what are you doing? Who did you call?"

Mr. Ming Hu said helplessly, "Of course it's your Mr. Fong."

"Didn't you already hit him just now?"

"I didn't even have time to connect to him before you, bad girl, hung him up."

Yuhan stuck out her tongue to hide the awkwardness in her heart.

"Dad, I think it's better if you don't call him