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This time, without Daniel Taylor saying anything, Jane Sampson herself thought she got too many phone calls today.
She pulled out her phone to look, and lo and behold, it was James Black again.
Jane Sampson rolled her eyes with her mobile phone in hand, then stepped out of the crowd to answer the call.
"Hello," Jane Sampson tried to sound less annoyed. Of course, in reality, she was quite impatient. Since when had James Black been so bored as to call her several times a day?
James Black, probably hearing the noise on her end, was the first to speak up, "What are you doing?"
"Eating roasted..." As the word was about to leave her lips, Jane Sampson looked down at the chicken wing in her hand and then glanced at Daniel Taylor's roasted sweet potatoes, and she nonchalantly corrected herself, "Roasted sweet potatoes."
Perhaps afraid that James Black wouldn't believe her, she added, "So sweet and soft."
