"Hello."
Lu Yuan answered the phone.
He heard faint breathing on the other end, which suddenly quickened.
Yet, no one spoke.
"Who is this?"
Lu Yuan asked again.
The breathing on the other end gradually slowed down.
Still, no one spoke.
Lu Yuan frowned. "If you're not going to talk, I'm hanging up."
He waited for three seconds.
The caller remained silent. Lu Yuan, having no patience for this, hung up.
The breathing sounds like a woman's, and it doesn't seem like a wrong number...
A few figures flashed through Lu Yuan's mind, sparking several guesses. However, he couldn't be bothered to verify them and strode out of his bedroom.
When Lu Yuan entered the living room, he happened to see his grandfather, Lu Yueping, emerging from a room.
Lu Yuan was taken aback.
That was the room of his father, Lu Xinghua, and his mother, Zheng Qiuling.
After his grandfather was discharged from the hospital, he had been arranged to stay in his sister Lu Jing's room.
"Grandfather."
