"Let’s have a talk, once we’re done, you can call back at your leisure." James Black said, "As for the work on the 20th of next month, you’re not allowed to go."

Jane Sampson flipped over and sat up, looking at James Black. She couldn’t hold back a laugh, and then, taking advantage of James Black’s momentary inattention, she bolted from the bed, stretched out her hand, grabbed the mobile phone, and answered it.

Hearing Jane Sampson say hello, James Black’s face darkened slightly.

"Jane, I explained your situation to the program crew. After some discussion, they called me back just now. They said James wouldn’t have to appear in person; they’d have him fill out two questionnaires. While he’s filling them out, the director will ask him a few questions, and the program crew will handle his voice specially."

Rock Bell couldn’t help but feel proud of Jane Sampson as he spoke, "What do you think? I was inclined to refuse on your behalf, but the producers kept begging me, and it’s hard to refuse when you’re so outstanding. Your popularity is too high. If they can invite you, it would undoubtedly boost their show’s ratings tremendously."

Rock Bell never hesitates to praise and admire Jane Sampson.

The compliments made Jane Sampson a bit embarrassed.

Just as she was about to speak, someone suddenly pressed close behind her, and hands appeared in front of her belly.

She slightly turned her head to look at James Black embracing her from behind and chuckled softly.

A fellow so openly and uniquely eavesdropping on phone calls.

"I’ll ask James." Jane Sampson patted the hands around her belly and turned to relay what Rock Bell had just said to James Black.

Then she asked him, "What do you think? Are you going or not?"

James Black was slightly taken aback.

"Are we going together?" James Black was still a bit surprised, but as he considered the timing, he shook his head, "I’m not free."

Compared to being surrounded by a group of people, James Black preferred spending that special anniversary alone with Jane Sampson.

Moreover, James Black couldn’t free up two days to attend the recording.

Jane Sampson chuckled twice, "Just teasing you earlier; it’s not a two-day recording — only half a day."

James Black finally understood. Jane Sampson wasn’t teasing him earlier; she was intentionally goading him.

Yet even so, James Black couldn’t muster any anger.

He lifted his hand and tapped the back of Jane Sampson’s head, "You need a cleanup."

"So are you going or not?" Jane Sampson dodged his finger, her voice soft and sweet.

Seeing James Black remain silent, she knew what he meant; he wasn’t keen on going.

But Jane Sampson really wanted James to go.

She turned around to face James Black, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the corner of his lips, starting to act coyly, "Will you go, please? I want you to come with me, and if you do, I’ll give you a reward!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"What reward?" James Black’s eyes softened. With Jane Sampson’s coquettishness, his initial reluctance was nearly gone.

"A kiss card." Jane Sampson waved a tender finger in front of James Black.

James Black seemed to ponder for a moment, then spoke, "Three cards, one for each."

Whoa, he’s bargaining.

Jane Sampson pouted.

"Deal!" Jane Sampson agreed. Then she replied to Rock Bell, saying James Black had agreed.

Rock Bell had heard every word of their negotiation and bargaining just now.

"To sweet-talk your Father Black into going, you’ve made quite the sacrifice." Rock Bell teased.