Wen Rendong didn't get the result he had hoped for, feeling quite disappointed, but no matter how disappointed, he didn't dare to pressure them about the child anymore. After all, what he wanted was a healthy grandson.
He had planned to have Aunt Zhong regularly stew nourishing soups for the two of them, but now he had to give up on that idea.
After talking with Wen Rendong, Lin Gantang went upstairs to sleep for a bit.
She hadn't been asleep for long when Yin Zhen's call came through. Lin Gantang reached for the phone and put it to her ear, "Hello?"
Yin Zhen paused strangely when she heard her soft, languid tone.
Was her call ill-timed?
"Why aren't you saying anything? If you don't speak, I'm going to hang up."
Yin Zhen tentatively asked, "Do you have time to chat?"
"That's weird, Zhen. Of course, I have time. I won't be able to fall asleep again after you woke me up," Lin Gantang said.
"Still sleeping at this hour," Yin Zhen commented.
