At the Fu family's old residence.
When the Old Master returned from his walk, he went to Fu Xiaobao's room to take care of his grandson as usual. However, the room was empty again.
The smile on his face gradually froze. He suddenly had a bad feeling. Could something have happened to Sinian and Qian Qian?
Recently, Wen Lan's reaction had been too abnormal.
Why did she carry the child out every day?
"Uncle Ping!"
Uncle Ping was standing in the living room. When he heard the Old Master's strange tone, he hurriedly jogged in this direction.
"Where did Wen Lan go? Why hasn't she been home recently? Did something happen?" Old Master asked in a low voice.
"Old Master, Madam should be bringing Young Master to preschool, right?"
"Preschool? How old is Xiaobao? He's already sent to early preschool! She didn't even say anything about signing up for any preschool before!"
