"Yes." Shen chengjing hung up the phone.
She sat on the sofa and watched the two children stare at her with wide eyes. She sat down and hugged them. "Grandma's fine, isn't she? She just went out to buy something, right?"
Even though she said that, Shen Cheng's silence did not stop.
These words could not convince her at all.
Mo chenghuan went upstairs with his briefcase. When he reached the baby's room, he saw Shen chengjing sitting on the sofa and strode in.
"What's going on? How did you get injured?" Mo Cheng walked in and was about to chat with her when he saw mo Shuai Nan's hand was bandaged.
He turned around and looked around. He saw Shen chengjing on the side in front of him. She had not had time to deal with it. There was a pool of blood and broken glass on the ground.
"He's fine, just a small injury! Dad, I'm a little worried about mom. Where do you think she could have gone?" Shen chengjing said.
