The woman's brow twitched. Just as she was about to erupt, someone called, "Xiaozhao."
The man with glasses spoke up, stopping her outburst. "Let's make the call first."
"Mr. Xiao must have a reason for asking you to do this."
The woman held back. Of course she knew he must have had a reason for asking her to do this.
But could he at least explain things before asking her to do them?
This feeling of being left completely in the dark was infuriating.
With a hint of frustration, she started dialing the number.
Her finger stopped abruptly over the screen.
"..."
It was only when she was about to make the call that she realized there was a very important problem.
"Um—"
The woman turned to look at Xiao Xiao and the man with glasses, her face full of indecision. "What am I supposed to say?"
She couldn't just ask them outright whether their family had run into any trouble the moment the call connected, could she?
No matter how she looked at it, that would be far too strange.
They might even suspect she had ulterior motives.
If she suddenly received a call like that from someone she didn't know well, she would definitely become wary.
Thinking about it, her hand hovering over the phone felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. She simply couldn't press down.
The man with glasses knitted his brows. For a moment, he couldn't think of a good way to phrase it either.
He couldn't help looking toward Mr. Xiao.
The woman turned to look at Mr. Xiao at almost the same time.
Mr. Xiao was the one who had asked her to make the call.
So he should be the one to resolve their present predicament.
"Mr. Xiao, you—"
A sudden