320 Darling Zhimo Strikes: My Father Is The President (VIII)

Tang Zhimo who was silent also appeared astonished upon hearing his young sister's question.

He quickly figured Nangong Mu must have mentioned something of this sort to his younger sister.

"Cough. The President probably couldn't answer the phone because he's in a meeting." Secretary Ruan coughed at the uncomfortable topic and quickly made up an excuse to mediate the awkward situation.

Would their President be doing something naughty in the afternoon? No way. Their President was a serious workaholic. He must have missed the phone call because he was in a meeting.

"You mean he didn't pick up the phone not because he's with Mommy but because of a meeting?" Little Zhixi tilted her head back to regard Secretary Ruan in the eyes. Her beautifully-arched eyebrows twitched into a tiny frown.

"Hmm, yes, that must be the case." Secretary Ruan nodded frantically. 

"Unforgivable." Frustrated, Tang Zhixi gave a snort of contempt.