"Yes, young master."
The servant responded and then spoke over the phone to the young girl,
"We don't have anyone by that name here, sorry, you've got the wrong house."
The young girl was momentarily stunned, and who knew, the old woman whom the young girl was supporting suddenly raised her voice and shouted at the camera,
"I came to see my grandson, Fanfan!"
This shout was so piercing, even Yin Bowen, lounging on the sofa not wanting to get involved, heard it clearly.
That voice...
Yin Bowen quickly furrowed his brow; could it be...
A bad feeling arose, he hurried to the entrance and saw the face appearing on the screen hanging at the door - it was indeed Su Jifang. Immediately, his face twisted.
Why is this old woman here?
What is she wearing? A cotton coat in this hot weather, has she gone mad?
Something's not right...
