Jia Shu picked up the phone and dialed the number for her mother's workshop.
A bit apprehensive.
Jiang Xiaoxiao sat to one side, utterly bored.
"Hello! Director Qin, I am Song Meifeng's daughter. Yes! My mom... what? My mom is at work? That... that... is my mom in good health? I'm just worried about the family! I haven't been home for such a long time, a bit worried.
Oh, everything's fine! Then thank you.
Call my mom? No need... hey... wait..."
Jia Shu shouted.
But apparently, it didn't stop the other party's actions.
Jiang Xiaoxiao guessed they went to get Song Meifeng to answer the phone.
Jia Shu was deflated, twisting the phone cord absentmindedly.
The director's words shocked her, confirming her suspicions.
Indeed!
Her mom was at work; how could she be gravely ill? Was it her brother's nonsense, or was the family deceiving her?
Jia Shu's eyes turned red, having worried so much that she almost lost her appetite, only to find it was a scam.
