"Boss, something's wrong!"
Song Shiyu's phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed it was Jiang An.
He just picked up the call when he heard Jiang An's roar coming through the earpiece.
Song Shiyu glanced at Chi Youyou, his brow furrowed tightly.
"I'm at the Cheng Family Manor."
With that, he hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?"
Chi Youyou saw his brows knitted so tightly that they could crush an ant, "Is something not going well with the business association?"
"No."
He shook his head, "It's Mr. Cheng."
"What's wrong with Grandpa Cheng?"
Perhaps Mr. Cheng isn't the best patriarch, but he is a very qualified Mr. Cheng of the Cheng Family.
Chi Youyou knew the old man was fine, yet she was genuinely worried about him.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury."
"That's good, otherwise we should bring Grandpa Cheng over."
"I've already asked Jiang An to arrange it."
Song Shiyu rubbed her head, "He was supposed to come over anyway, but something happened at home."
