Sorry, You've Called The Wrong Number

She dialed the number again but the other end didn't even pick up this time and just hung up.

The landline phone in the first-floor living room of the Huo Manor kept ringing as the maids looked at Jiang Tao strangely. However, her status in the Huo Family was higher than theirs, so they did not dare to question her casually.

Jiang Tao curled her lips and calmly retrieved the coldness from her eyes.

I'm not picking up. Let's see what you can do!

"What's wrong, Yaoyao?"

Tang Xinrou approached, wondering why she kept holding the phone without speaking.

"Is no one home?" she asked as she patted the girl on the head. "It's fine. Even if no one comes, you've still got us! We won't let the principal scold you!"

Song Yaoyao's dimples were deep as she nodded her head sweetly. "En!"

She put her mobile phone in her pocket and crouched outside with everyone as they counted the ants on the ground.