Facing her father's urging eyes, Jiang Wenjia braced herself and made the call.
When the phone rang, Jiang Wenhu was in the Xiyuan Guesthouse kitchen making tangyuan with her aunt Xu Yin.
She had left the phone in a corner to charge.
It was Xu Yin, who went to get the sesame, who saw it first and handed it over, "Wenhui, your phone is ringing."
Jiang Wenhu wiped the glutinous rice flour from her hands, took the phone, glanced at the number, and swiped left to hang up!
Xu Yin hadn't even sat down yet and asked upon seeing this: "Not answering?"
"No, it's from someone I dislike."
Jiang Wenhu thought they might be hoping to mend things on today's Lantern Festival.
Wishful thinking!
"Then I'll take the phone back to charge it for you."
But before Xu Yin could take the phone back, it rang again.
Jiang Wenhu instinctively wanted to hang up again, but upon seeing it wasn't Jiang Wenjia this time, hesitated for a moment and accepted the call.
"Hello, who's this?"