After the al, Jas Black and Oliver Black went upstairs to the study to discuss matters, while the rest of the people in the living room chatted about family affairs while enjoying the air conditioning. Even Old Master Black held a fruit phone in his hand, swiping through sothing, perhaps checking so news from ti to ti.
There are so people who go crazy if they are away from their mobile phones even for ten minutes.
Jane Sampson sat in the living room for a while but soon beca restless. Noticing that Jas Black had left the study, she took the opportunity when no one in the living room was paying attention to her and went upstairs.
At this ti, Jas Black was in his childhood bedroom, sitting at a desk by the bed, holding a book whose title was unknown. Hearing the sound of the doorknob turning, he turned his head towards the doorway, saw it was Jane Sampson, and then turned his attention back to the book.
Jane Sampson stood in the doorway for a few seconds and then moved her little steps behind Jas Black, poking his shoulder with her index finger, "Jas, make a deal, give back my phone."
Without even lifting an eyelid, Jas replied, "After the weekend, before I return to the team, I will naturally give it back to you."
"Why don’t you just take my life instead?" Jane Sampson put on the appearance of a heroic martyr, clutching Jas Black’s shoulders tightly without letting go.
"If you need to make a call, there’s a landline downstairs. If there’s a call for you on your mobile, I will naturally call you to answer it," Jas did not give in to Jane Sampson’s harmless threats.
Perhaps sensing that Jane Sampson’s nagging abilities were sowhat formidable, Jas put down the book in his hand and loosened the soft little hands on his shoulder; he then got up and went downstairs.
Jane Sampson followed Jas Black like a little shadow, following him everywhere, even standing at the restroom door waiting for him, her face a mix of mournfulness and pitifulness as she looked at Jas, trying to lt his heart with her acting skills.
It’s just that Jas Black seed naturally immune to such antics, and Jane Sampson followed him for nearly an hour without seeing any change in his attitude.
anwhile, the commotion had startled everyone in the living room, who had never seen Jane Sampson so clingy with Jas Black. And yet Jas remained cool and indifferent.
Old Master Black couldn’t stand it anymore and called out to Jane Sampson, "Jane, co here."
"Yes, grandpa!" Deep down Jane was reluctant; she feared that if she left, Jas would hide the phone where she wouldn’t find it. But she couldn’t ignore Old Master Black calling her.
Old Master Black took Jane Sampson directly to the study and got straight to the point, "What’s going on between you and Jas? Why are you following him around? Has he got gold on his back for you to pick up? Weren’t you still quite spirited in criticizing him during the al? Just tired of criticizing him for that short period? He keeps a cold face, if I were you, I would disdain him for a longer ti."
"Grandpa, Jas took my phone and won’t give it back to !" blurted Jane Sampson in complaint.
"Why would he bother with your phone for no reason?" A glint of amusent flashed across Elder Black’s eyes.
Jane touched the tip of her nose, her voice getting smaller as she explained to the old man how she secretly bought snacks and ate ice cream.
After hearing her out, Old Master Black couldn’t help but laugh, "That boy still won’t let you eat these things? When you were little, your health was poor, and you scared everyone several tis. One night, you sneakily ate potato chips, and your belly ached so badly that you fainted. It was your grandpa who held you and rushed you to the hospital ergency in the middle of the night, everyone in the courtyard knows about it. At that ti, Jas’s grandmother was still around; she would tease Jas, saying that the wife they had found for him almost slipped through his fingers."
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