「Meixin Community.」
Qin Qiu had bought some bamboo shoots and was sitting at the entrance peeling them. She seemed unhurried, yet she kept looking up toward the courtyard gate, her delicate face a mask of unease and anxiety.
She glanced at the time. An hour had already passed.
The sound of war drums, thundering like a storm over Lingjin City's river, hammered relentlessly against her soul.
What on earth is happening?
She didn't know. The waiting was nearly tearing her apart.
"Sister!"
Qin Mo, who had locked himself in his room, suddenly rushed over like a gust of wind, excitedly holding his cell phone. "Yang Hu just called!" he shouted. "He wants us to go to the Qin Family residence right now and to bring Grandpa!"
CLATTER.
Qin Qiu shot to her feet, accidentally kicking over the basin. The worry on her face was instantly replaced by sheer joy, her eyes crinkling into a smile. The immense weight on her chest quietly lifted.
