Hearing the voice, Lu Zhan froze. A vein pulsed at his temple.
'It's Mother!'
Before he could even react, he found himself staring into his cousin's wide-open eyes.
Zhi Wan had also heard her aunt's voice. At first, she thought she was dreaming or had misheard. But when she opened her eyes, she was met with the sight of her cousin's handsome face, magnified right in front of her.
Startled, she opened her mouth to scream, but a large hand clamped over it.
The next moment, she was lifted off her feet. Her cousin had swept her up into his arms.
Zhi Wan stared at him, astonished. "Cous—"
"Don't make a sound. Your aunt is here," Lu Zhan whispered urgently.
At his words, Zhi Wan immediately fell silent.
'So I didn't mishear. That really was my aunt's voice?'
'But why would she suddenly come to Jiangning?'
'And judging by her voice, she sounded furious.'
'Could she have come here for me?'
At this realization, the color drained from her face.
