Could the man I met today, so full of tricks, be behind another conspiracy?
Xia Mian forced herself to stay calm and took out her phone to dial Song Juan, but there was only a cold mechanical tone.
Xia Mian glanced at the unfamiliar number in her call log again.
After Hu Lai and Hu Yuan moved into the Song Family, they left her contact details, and their names were saved in her phone.
Now Hu Lai was using an unfamiliar number to contact her—was it an abrupt incident, or was someone deliberately luring her into a trap?
"Is there something wrong?" Lu Zechuan's deep voice came through, reviving Xia Mian's senses.
"Indeed, there are some issues," Xia Mian pursed her lips, "but it's alright."
In the face of true power, all the schemes and intrigues are just farcical dramas.
"Yes, regardless of whether someone is deliberately leading us there, since Aunt is in danger, we should go," Lu Zechuan's gaze was profound, and his tone reassuring.
