Hey, why didn’t you two wait for me.” Zhang Ye sat down and took an egg with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, “Mmmm, delicious!”
Ring, ring, ring.
Zhang Ye phone, which he had left upstairs, was ringing.
“Landlady Auntie.” Zhang Ye said when he heard the phone ring, “My leg still hurts. It would be hard to go up and down the stairs. Can you help me get the phone?”
Chenchen pouted and said, “Fragile!”
Zhang Ye stared at the little one, “Your uncle, I, was hurt badly. Understand?”
Rao Aimin slammed her chopsticks on the table, staring at Zhang Ye, “I am not going to take it up with you because you protected Chenchen! Are you addicted with commanding me?” Even though she said so, Rao Aimin still went upstairs and threw the phone to him.
The phone stopped ringing.