Editors and Proof Reader: Alterious, Dervish
After ending the call with Fei Hong, Fu Yan sat down on the chair again and closed his eyes.
He was thinking about what he should do in the future. On the one hand, he wanted to investigate his parent's accident and on the other; he was worried about the future of his company.
After thinking for a while, Fu Yan took a deep breath and decided to focus on what he cared about most.
He looked towards the screen again and then picked up the phone. His eyes firm, he dialed a number and after ringing for a while; the call connected.
"Fu Yan, how are you? You remembered to call us? You little kid, we know that you are busy but you should at least call us."
Fu Yan smiled when he heard this and replied.
"Sorry aunt Biyu, I was really busy and just got a little free time. I was planning on visiting you soon."
Aunt Biyu, on the other end of the phone, smiled and said.
