Qin Shuang: ...
She couldn't help but turn her head to glance at Chen Anxin.
Chen Anxin blinked, "What's the matter?"
Qin Shuang raised her phone, "My little uncle said he's at the hospital entrance."
Chen Anxin was so startled that she almost didn't grip her milk tea securely.
"Wasn't he refusing to come?" Chen Anxin asked incredulously.
Qin Shuang looked at the current time, 11 PM, her grandfather had retired early to bed.
Perhaps he didn't want to face it directly?
Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited until late at night when everyone was asleep to come over.
Qin Shuang said to Chen Anxin, who was holding both milk tea and a skewer, "Let's go over."
Chen Anxin thought for a moment then said, "Don't you have something to talk to him about? You go first, I haven't had enough to eat tonight, I'm going to buy some more food. What about you, do you want anything? I'll bring some for you later."
Qin Shuang shook her head, she was used to not having a late-night snack.
