If it had been anyone else making the call, the captain would have simply ignored it and set it aside, but this was the chairman, the chairman of the Lan family.
"Give it to me."
Lan Mu casually screwed the cap back on the bottle before reaching for the phone, swiped to answer, and put it to his ear. His father's voice came through, sounding very anxious, "Amu, your aunt is in emergency at the hospital. Come now, I'm in the Capital and am rushing back."
After all, it was his own aunt. Lan Mu's brow furrowed slightly, his voice revealing a hint of tension that was hard to detect, "What happened?"
"She was angered by Yan Zao."
The middle-aged man's honest voice was filled with rage.
Yet Lan Mu suddenly became indifferent, "Oh," he uttered, quite emotionless.
Just like a hitman devoid of feelings.
This made the Lan chairman on the other end of the line furious, "What do you mean 'oh'? Hurry up and go see her."
