"Feimo, isn't Jinglei with you?"
Qin Feimo was reaching for his phone when he paused at his grandmother's words, "She isn't home?"
"No, she went to the hospital to see Xiang Jinnan, but she hasn't come back all afternoon. I thought you were together."
If it were any other time, after a long while, Zhuang Yanyan would have called. But recently she's been busy planning the wedding, and Feng Jinglei goes to the hospital every day to see Xiang Jinnan. Since nothing had happened, she wasn't in a rush to call.
Qin Feimo furrowed his brows, then glanced at the incoming call display, his brow furrowing again.
"Hello?"
"Is this... Mr. Qin Feimo?"
"Yes, it is."
Afterward, not knowing what was said on the other end, Zhuang Yanyan saw his face grow darker and heavier.
She was just about to ask when she saw her grandson hang up and rush out with an urgent look on his face.
"Feimo, what happened!?"
