Shen Mobei glanced at the busy figure in the kitchen, the frost in his eyes melting slightly. He said calmly, "She's busy right now, not convenient to take calls."
Zhang Luowei was just about to say she would call back later, when Shen Mobei cut in: "Whatever you have to say to her, you can say to me. I'll pass it along."
Was this... appropriate?
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