" Hello?" said Song Yan as she picked up the call not knowing that behind her, her son was acting like the big CEOs in the dramas. "This is Song Yan speaking who is this?"
" ….Miss Song, it's me…" a hesitant female voice answered causing Song Yan's brows to scrunch up even more. She couldn't figure out who was calling her with all the static noise that was coming from the background. " Umm, it's me…"
" What are you going on it's me? It's me?" snapped an elderly voice filled with vigour and then there was a sound of the phone being snatched followed by another round of scolding. "It's me …it's me, are you a superstar or what that she is going to realise who is calling her from just one call."
" But dad, I am a superstar."
" Don't correct me, you idiot. I am the reason you are here!" snapped the elderly man before putting the phone closer to his ear and speaking on the speaker. " Hello, Miss Song! It's me, grandpa Au. You remember me right?"
