"You had flour all over your face..." Watanabe Sakura repeated for what felt like the hundredth time, her laughter still bubbling up uncontrollably.
Xia Lihua's lips twisted into a scowl. Ever since they had returned to the dorm, Sakura had been incessantly bringing it up.
Xia Lihua was beginning to regret the incident more with each passing second.
Thankfully, Xia Lihua's phone rang, providing her with a much-needed escape.
"Sakura, don't disturb me now. I need to take this call..."
She picked up the phone and answered, "Hello?"
There was no reply from the other end.
Xia Lihua took a heavy breath and added, "Grandpa are you going say something?" she asked, her voice gentle yet expectant.
"Why should I say anything? Don't you have anything to say to me?" Old Master Xia's voice boomed through the phone.
"..."
