Zhang Lu huffily ended the video call with the kids at home. Those kids were too much. She didn't mind if they ignored her and only paid attention to Chu Biyao, but calling Chu Biyao their sister while ignoring their third aunt was too much. Did they think she was old? She couldn't stand it.
"Auntie, don't hang up…" The kids' pleading voices still echoed in Zhang Lu's ears.
Immediately, Zhang Lu's phone rang with a video call, which she straight-up ignored.
Then, her phone kept ringing non-stop with messages of complaints and pleas.
"A bunch of unruly brats, they're infuriating." Zhang Lu muttered with a cold expression.
"Your lifestyle is too chaotic, isn't it? How did you even become a cop? How do those kids know you like wearing thongs? Such little brats even dared to tease me." Chu Biyao glared.
