"Didn't Grandpa Lin's condition get worse? How is he now? Is he feeling better?"
Baffled by Shi Yao's questions, the driver stammered, "I-I guess?"
I guess? What kind of answer is that?
Shi Yao frowned. "Didn't you say that Auntie Sun called you earlier? Didn't she update you?"
While she spoke, she reached for the phone in her bag. "I'll call Auntie Sun then…"
"Don't!" Horrified, the driver hurriedly stomped on the brake and turned to Shi Yao.
After seeing the driver look like he was about to snatch her phone, Shi Yao's frown deepened.
