Qiao Yimo doesn't want to hear anything now; her heart has already grown cold after repeatedly being asked for money. She's become numb and indifferent to her mother's explanations.
"I'll answer the phone. You go back first."
Tonight there's going to be some party on the beach, and she still has to go help.
Besides, the place where they're standing isn't far from the beach. If someone hears her arguing with her family here and it reaches the manager, she might lose this job too.
