Chapter 131: 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 Jeon Manor kept ringing as the maids looked at Sana strangely. However, her status in the Jeon Family was higher than theirs, so they did not dare to question her casually.
Sana 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, Lisa?"
Jennie 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!"
Lisa'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.
The chubby boy, Mark, sighed. "I'm so bored. If only we had a set of poker."
"You wish!" Gong Wei sneered. "Do you want me to find you a table and three poker players to play with you?"
Mark pouted and mumbled, "It would be great if that was possible..."
His indifference was hopeless to deal with.
Lisa was afraid of the cold. In the north, the weather was dry and cold, and it chilled one down to the bone. She hugged her knees and kneeled on the floor, huddling up into a ball. The coldness caused her to sneeze.
Jennie's heart ached. She moved close to Lisa and stretched out her arm to pull her into her embrace. "Mark, crouch over here. The wind is too cold."
Mark, who was in the middle of complaining, replied with an unenthusiastic, "Okay." He then moved toward Lisa, crouched down, and did not move.
Sigh—
Gong Wei laughed in anger.
She had to admit that the third class was quite harmonious. Unfortunately, they always frustrated the teachers.
...
As the weather cooled down, Uncle Zhang began to go everywhere with his thermos.
The reality was, he didn't have much to do at the Jeon Manor; he was practically in a retired state.
As he returned from outside, he noticed one of the maids hesitating to say something. He raised an eyebrow and asked gently, "What's wrong? Do you have something to say to me?"
The maid's eyes darted as she looked around. When she saw that Sana was nowhere in sight, she said carefully, "Uncle Zhang, the phone in the living room was ringing earlier, and it sounded like Miss Manoban's voice. But Sana kept hanging up and saying she had rung the wrong number."
Miss Manoban was a vibrant character. Whenever the Master was home, the manor would be filled with her lively voice.
She was sure that she had heard correctly.
"Oh? Thank you for letting me know, you can go back to work." Uncle Zhang patted her on the shoulder and slowly walked back into the house.
Sana was daydreaming in the living room at that moment and did not notice a figure slowly approach her.
Only when Uncle Zhang made a noise did she jump and snap back to reality.
"Sana, what are you in a daze about?"
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