Che Huan looked towards the team leader, then at Wen Nuan, as the chill on her body gradually faded away, giving rise to a sense of warmth…
After breakfast, back at the hotel, Che Huan lay on the bed with low enthusiasm.
The team leader squatted nearby, watching Che Huan for a while, then suddenly grabbed the remote control to turn on the TV, clumsily switching channels until finding the currently most popular variety show replay channel.
Che Huan glanced in the team leader's direction and stroked its head, "I'm fine."
As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang.
She answered it and heard Che Zhiqiang's voice.
"Huanhuan, can Dad talk to you alone?"
Che Huan paused, thinking about Huo Jinnan's words, "Didn't Mr. Huo explain everything to you?"
Che Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, "Huanhuan, no matter what, she is your grandmother…"
Grandmother?
Che Huan felt a sourness in her chest and hung up the phone.
