"You kids only know how to make the adults worry." Mrs Lu sighed. When she saw that Jiang Yao was not worried, she did not ask any more questions.
Jiang Yao smiled and was about to eat when the cell phone in her pocket rang. She looked at the number and recognized that it was the same number that Zhou Xiaoxia had called her previously.
The courtyard was noisy, so Jiang Yao went a little further outside to answer the call.
"Xiaoxia, what's the matter?" Jiang Yao asked.
She did not expect she would hear Zhou Xiaoxia's broken cries from the other side of the call. "Jiang Yao, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have called you on your brother's wedding day, but I have no choice. I don't know who else to ask for help other than you. Jiang Yao, I beg you; can you help me?"