Caller ID: Director Qimo.
Lu Mian casually glanced at Han Jin, then at Principal Zhang, hesitating whether to answer or not.
Han Jin snorted with a stern face, "Answer it. You were so decisive when pulling out your phone, so why hesitate now? Even you, Lu Mian, have moments of indecision. Feeling guilty, are you?"
As he spoke, Lu Mian only felt her eardrums ache.
Guilty of what? She had nothing to feel guilty about.
She swiped the green button, answering the call with poise.
The cultured man's voice came through the receiver, very familiar, "Where are you? Knocked on your door, no one answered."
Principal Zhang, standing close to Lu Mian, couldn't make out the conversation clearly, but found the distinct and exceptionally pleasant voice strangely familiar.
Lu Mian's lips curved slightly, "In the school cafeteria."
Unaware, her tone had inadvertently become gentle and soft, "Is there something you need?"
