Su Zixi was fuming with anger, immediately covering her ears and yelling loudly, "I'm not taking it! Tell him I'm not here!"
Uncle Li had no choice but to reluctantly bring the phone to his ear, "Young Master, the Young Mistress says she's not here."
Su Zixi felt her cheeks burning up and forcefully closed the door, leaving Uncle Li outside.
...
In He Jingyao's office, he heard Su Zixi's huffy voice and couldn't help but laugh.
Then Uncle Li's solemn voice came through, "Young Master, the Young Mistress says she's not here."
He Jingyao helplessly rubbed his brow, "Alright then, if she's had enough rest, take her out to get some fresh air."
"Yes, Young Master," Uncle Li's voice carried a hint of teasing.
He Jingyao gritted his teeth and hung up the phone.
Nobody had ever dared to deliberately not answer his calls before, Su Zixi was definitely the first.
It seemed she was genuinely angry.
