Lu Weixi hurriedly climbed up to answer the phone.
Although just now she had thought that even if Qin Zhiyou really came looking for her, she couldn't be bothered to care.
But in the middle of the night, getting a call at this hour on the landline, who knows if there was really some emergency at home? If there was a problem and she delayed here, she definitely wouldn't forgive herself.
Lu Weixi quickly left the bedroom, pushed open the door, and asked while going downstairs, "Who's calling?"
"It's the madam. From the old residence."
It was Yang Mogui; calling so late at night probably meant it was even more urgent. She hurried downstairs, "Mom."
But what she didn't expect was for Yang Mogui to blurt out, "Lu Weixi, are you planning on divorcing my son?"
