"It's fine. That'll be a waste of time." Huo Yao turned down Fu Cheng's offer and added. "Oh yes. Remember to have my fees ready."
The moment Fu Cheng heard what she said, he was stunned briefly. After snapping out of his shock, he quickly acknowledged her. Before he was able to say more, Huo Yao hung up on him.
Fu Cheng held his phone powerlessly. From the looks of it, he could only see her at the hospital.
Fu Cheng quickly called Song Zhi.
Song Zhi was at the Song residence. He looked miserable as he rubbed his forehead anxiously. He had sat on the couch for a long time without saying a word.
Butler Wang sighed in his heart. He poured another cup of tea and handed it to Song Zhi. "Young Master Zhi, don't worry. I am sure your father will make it."
Song Zhi shook his head without saying a word.
