The revelation made Chen Xintao's face slightly changed as a prudent look appeared in his eyes. Then, he spoke in a deep tone, "We're in troubling times now. Even though the chance is unlikely, you had better call Haoran immediately and ask him if he's related to this incident."
Chen Shuo picked up his cell phone, but his call was hung up just as he dialed his son, Chen Haoran's phone.
"What happened?" asked Chen Xintao.
"He didn't pick up my call and just hung up," Chen Shuo replied with a forced smile.
Chen Xintao was about to reply when he suddenly noticed a figure coming from the outside. He then nodded. "You're back, Haoran. There's something I need to ask you."
Chen Haoran's lips twitched. He walked to the front of Chen Xintao, knelt down and bitterly said, "I may have made some big mistakes, Grandpa."
