"Dad, did you get the hair?" Once the call connected, Qin Yun asked.
"Yun."
On the phone, Qin Guodong's voice sounded a bit anxious. "Your grandpa found out about your second aunt."
He'd taken a huge hit himself today, so he hadn't managed to hide it in front of Old Mr. Qin. In the end, he still told him everything.
"Grandpa knows?" Hearing what Qin Guodong said, Qin Yun thought silently.
But his father, Qin Guodong, was never good at hiding things, so he had already anticipated this outcome.
"Dad, if Grandpa knows, he knows. He's getting old—just let him wait at home for the results," Qin Yun said.
At that, Qin Guodong gave a wry smile. "There's no talking your grandpa down. He told me to call a car, and if I didn't, he'd go out to the road to flag one down himself. He's making a fuss about coming to Jinling."
"Coming to Jinling?"
