Beibei nodded obediently, "Mom, I'll be good!"
Yin Qi fought back the tears in her eyes and turned to head upstairs. If she truly couldn't accept it, she didn't want this family to be destroyed...
But some things always seem to follow a pattern; once the beginning is set, everything unusual seems to rush out all at once.
Under normal circumstances, Yin Qi wouldn't pay too much attention to these things. But now, as she pushed open the study door, Han Mingzhe, who was on the phone, paused briefly, muttering only, "Wait for me to handle it," before hastily hanging up.
Who was on the other end of the call? Could it be a woman? Yin Qi couldn't help but wonder.
Seeing her complex expression, Han Mingzhe quickly stood up to reassure her, "Honey, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Yin Qi shook her head and, with his help, sat down on the sofa. Casually, she looked at Han Mingzhe and asked, "Who was on the phone just now?"
