Jane Sampson huffed and tossed James Black's phone onto the bed, "He really is a scam artist!"
After cursing, Jane Sampson tried once more and re-entered James Black's birthday, but it wasn't correct either.
Jane Sampson thought that with James Black's intelligence, he probably wouldn't set it to six ones or a sequence, right? To avoid being caught, Jane Sampson didn't continue trying.
"321203."
Suddenly, James Black's voice came from the doorway, and Jane Sampson almost dropped his phone to the ground in fright.
Seeing Jane Sampson sitting there dumbfounded, James Black sneered and stepped inside, "With such a rabbit's gall, you shouldn't always think about doing these things."
"..." Jane Sampson blinked her eyes pretending to be dumb in front of James Black.
"Clean up and come out for breakfast. After breakfast, we'll head to the supermarket," James Black urged Jane Sampson.
