"Then I'll find someone else to contact." Ma Chunhong's face flushed slightly, aware that Fei Xiaoxiao had been doing well over the years.
Thinking about her own abrupt words just now, she couldn't help but glance at Ye Shaohua, hoping her daughter wouldn't be upset by this.
Yet there was not the slightest change on Ye Shaohua's face.
It was at this moment that Fei Xiaoxiao's phone rang.
She looked down and saw it was an international call.
"Master?" Fei Xiaoxiao answered with utter disbelief on her face.
After all, though Fei Xiaoxiao was famous from a young age, few in the hacker community dared to provoke her, largely because she had a powerful mentor who was always shrouded in mystery.
Since her freshman year when she had Fei Zhe, aside from teaching her things online, this mentor rarely called her.
This was only the second call in many years.
Fei Xiaoxiao was naturally thrilled.