Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Yan Xue couldn't sit still and hurriedly pulled out her phone to call Lu Jinyan.
As soon as the call connected, she scolded him harshly: "You brat, how could you be so careless? You actually lost your uncle's wedding ring! Why don't you just lose yourself too?! Just wait, today you're getting a good beating..."
The person on the other end, hearing his mother's thundering roar, quickly held the phone away.
Then he said: "Mom, don't worry, I've already found the ring. It's at the old Xiao family house. I accidentally misplaced it earlier. Luckily, the butler found it in time, and I've got the ring now. I'm on my way back."
"You found it?"
Yan Xue was taken aback, her eyes widened with joy, but afraid of being fooled by her son, she asked again, "Are you sure you found it?"
"Yes, I'm sure!"
Lu Jinyan replied firmly, between laughter and tears.
