Zhang Li looked at the phone that had been hung up. Her face was contorted with anger.
Jing Yuan sat on the sofa and admired her newly-made nails. Seeing Zhang Li's exasperated look, her gaze shifted.
She leaned in front of Zhang Li and held her shoulders. "Mom, what did Yaoyao say?"
Looking at her obedient eldest daughter, Zhang Li felt a little comforted, but she hated Jing Yao even more.
"This d*mn girl hung up before I could finish speaking. She even turned off her phone. She's grown up now and doesn't even care about me, her mother."
Jing Yuan comforted her. "Mom, don't be angry. The key now is to figure out where Yaoyao got the money to terminate the contract. That's a huge fee."
Zhang Li had been thinking about this matter. She thought for a moment and said to Jing Yuan, "Yuanyuan, call Little Chen and ask him if he knows where this wretched girl is."
