Hanging Up

She had not even made the call yet, but Ding Jiayi already had an ominous feeling that the method wouldn't work and that Qiao Nan wouldn't bother about her. It was no longer the first time this was happening. Or should she say that Qiao Nan had never listened to her in the past two years at all?

"Why don't you call her? You know what to tell Qiao Nan, right? Mom, I'm sure you have a way of getting Qiao Nan to agree. Mom. Mom…" Even though her clothes were not branded, they weren't cheap either. She would be proud to wear such clothes during the new year period.

Ding Jiayi felt dizzy from Qiao Zijin's words. "Fine, I'll make the call but I can't make any promises. I'll just try my luck."

Having been forced by Qiao Zijin, Ding Jiayi had no choice but to make a call to Qiao Nan. "Hello, I'm Qiao Nan's mom. I'm looking for Qiao Nan."