Mrs. Zhou returned to the dining table, pulling out a chair to sit between her husband and son. Her eyes were a bit red, looking like she had suffered a great grievance but was trying hard to act as if everything was normal.
"Mom, who was calling?" Zhou Qiancheng noticed something unusual about his mother.
Mrs. Zhou tried her best to put on a faded smile and shook her long hair, saying, "It was a prank call, selling insurance. Didn't the submarine we took earlier have an accident? The insurance company asked if we wanted to buy travel insurance."
Zhou Qiancheng didn't believe his mother's words, furrowing his little eyebrows, "Was it Auntie and Second Aunt?"
"No, your Auntie and Second Aunt didn't call."
Zhou Qiancheng didn't believe it, snorted, and said, "Mom, if Auntie and Second Aunt call in the future, let me answer!"
Mrs. Zhou explained, "Really, they care about you."
