Half of Rong Mei'er's face had been ruined from the concentrated sulfuric acid attack.
As soon as she was wheeled out of the intensive care unit, her phone rang.
She was still unconscious. Rong Chan'er saw the caller ID displaying "Young Master Jiang", so she quickly took her sister's phone and walked out of the ward to answer the call.
The man on the phone said that his young master and young madam had divorced and asked her to go over tonight.
Rong Chan'er was delighted. She stretched her vocals to imitate Rong Mei'er and replied, "Really divorced?"
Song Zhou looked at his young master who was learning to make soy milk and said calmly, "Yes, everyone in the villa is packing her things."
"Okay, I'll go over tonight."
Song Zhou was not stupid. How could he not recognize that it wasn't Rong Mei'er's voice?
But he still asked deliberately, "Why is your voice so strange? Did something happen?"
