"Madam, it's Mr. Jingxian's call."
Grandmother Zhou put down the flower tea in her hand and said unhurriedly, "Just tell him I'm resting and can't take the call."
"Madam, this is your third time refusing his call. I'm afraid he might find out you are deliberately avoiding him."
Grandmother Zhou sighed helplessly, "Knowing I'm deliberately avoiding him, yet he keeps calling. If I don't answer, will he come directly here?" She stood up and walked over, "Give me the phone."
Zhou Jingxian thought he wouldn't reach Grandmother Zhou, but unexpectedly, just as he was about to give up, the familiar voice came over the line.
"Jingxian, what's the matter?"
"Sorry, Mom, for disturbing your rest," he quickly said.
"If you know you're disturbing my rest, don't call at this time. What is so important that you call me from morning till night?" Grandmother Zhou's tone was somewhat impatient, "You know I'm old, can't handle such fuss. Whatever it is, say it quickly."
