"Not too loud, but loud enough for everyone to hear," the old lady whispered, "Let her in."
Sister Fang sighed and opened the door.
Shen Jing tiptoed into the room. Despite the old lady's advanced years, it was clean and fragrant with Magnolia Incense burning.
Shen Jing bowed slightly. "I really didn't mean to disturb your rest."
A moment ago, she hadn't known who else to tell. Since the baby would carry half of the Zhou Family's blood and she was passing by, she thought it best to inform them herself.
The old lady looked indifferent and raised her hand, motioning for Sister Fang to bring a chair over for her.
Shen Jing handed the report to the old lady. The old lady could read, although she found it rather baffling. However, she couldn't resist Shen Jing's enthusiastic plea, so she reached for her glasses and slowly put them on.
Shen Jing considerately brought over a brighter desk lamp to make it easier for the old lady to read the report.
