Qiao Lian clutched the blanket tightly and buried her head in it.
After she calmed down, she took a deep breath.
Then, as though remembering something, she suddenly sat up and looked at the time. It was only 7 p.m.
She picked up her cell phone and dialed Xia Nuannuan's number.
The call was picked up almost at once.
Xia Nuannuan said, "Hello? Lian Lian, what's up?"
Qiao Lian said, "Nothing important. Do you have time?"
"Of course!" Xia Nuannuan put the book in her hand aside and gently rubbed her tired eyes. After Shen Zihao had spoken about it, Mei Feng had not dared to ask her to do the laundry anymore.
But obviously the woman had spread the word and the housekeepers no longer chatted with her. Even when she wanted to play on the computer, Mei Feng would forbid it, using radiation as an excuse.
