"Are these people demons?" Jane Sampson stared wide-eyed and held up two fingers, almost questioning her life, "I just ate two pieces! Just two pieces! And they filmed it?!"
And since when did the old antique James Black start playing on online forums?
How did she not know?
She doesnāt even play on forums! James Black is even more fashionable than her!
Usually, unless heās busy, he goes to sleep steadfastly after ten oāclock, but why was he still on her forum a little past eleven?
Huh?!
None of this is scientific!
These fans, including James Black, must be demons from the demon realm!
"If you donāt want others to know, unless you do nothing about it, whatās coming canāt be escaped." Coco Edwards patted Jane Sampsonās shoulder, coldly spitting out two words, "You deserved it!"
Who asked her to lose control of her mouth and snack? Doesnāt she know how popular she is with the cast and crew? How many fans are all watching her?
"Actually, whether Mr. Black gets mad or not, I think this fan-shot video is really cute~" Harry Little Moneyās eyes sparkled as he watched Jane Sampsonās every move in the video, saying, "Sister Jane, look at you in the video, eating so adorably, with those sneaky glances, so cute, maybe Mr. Black would find it cute too and not be mad at you?"
"Cute?" Jane Sampson leaned on Coco Edwardsā shoulder in despair, "Me snacking in his eyes is just hateful."
"Then Sister Jane, you should just accept it." Harry Little Money put away the mobile phone and chuckled, "I have to save this video, itās really adorable~"
"Harry, youāve changed, youāve become as bad as Coco Edwards." Accept it? Is this a demonās consolation?
Jane Sampson sat there anxiously scratching her head.
Coco Edwards couldnāt help but laugh, "Anyway, being so far away, if heās mad, he canāt get fierce with you, and hitting you is even more impossible. Just sweet-talk him over mobile phone, and heāll calm down."
"Iām not afraid of him getting fierce with me." Of course, sheās even less afraid of him hitting her, James Black would never lay a hand on her.
Jane Sampson sighed, "He originally promised to bring double-layer milk curd to see me over the weekend! Now itās over, the double-layer milk curd will surely fly away."
Coco Edwards laughed heartily, so the whole fuss wasnāt about her being afraid of daddy Black being mad but worrying about her double-layer milk curd flying away.
"What if, while heās still mad, I donāt reply to the messages, pretend I didnāt see them? Sleep on it and maybe by tomorrow heās calmed down, even forgotten about it, then I can call him?" Jane Sampson nudged Coco Edwardsā arm, "What do you think of this plan?"
"Since he sent you this message, heās definitely waiting for you to call back. If you go back to the hotel and donāt return the call, he might wait all night, and that anger might just keep growing." Coco Edwards shrugged, "No worries, itās just one cup of double-layer milk curd, if not this week, thereās always next week, right?"
"No, I want to eat it this week." Jane Sampson grunted.
Back to hotel later, Jane Sampson first removed her makeup and took a bath. After finishing all that and lying in the bed, she tentatively sent a message over WhatsAPP.
I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. āJames Blackās wife.
This apology allows for offense when advancing, and retreat when defending.
What if that online forum wasnāt James Black? What if James Black didnāt know about that video?
Right?
James Black was indeed waiting for Jane Sampsonās message, within a few seconds, James Blackās call came through.
It was a phone call, not a WhatsAPP video.
She didnāt even get the chance to sweet-talk him or act pitiful.