His gaze instinctively moved towards the source of the sound—
Cell phone!
Speakerphone!
So, his grandfather had heard everything just now?!
"Anan—"
She hadn't come back to her senses yet when she heard the voice of the Huo family patriarch. She stood up and went to the kitchen to help Mrs. Rong, hoping to eat sooner.
When Huo Jinnan saw her leave, he glanced at his phone with drooping eyes and spoke in a deep voice, "Calling so late, doesn't Grandfather know it might be inconvenient?"
"..."
The old man glanced at Huo Jinyun, who was lying on the hospital bed in a coma, shivering with cold, and spoke wearily, "Anan, did Ayun go to Qin Moting's wedding yesterday?"
"It seems so."
"..."
What do you mean 'it seems'!
The old patriarch took a deep breath and after a long while, he asked in a low voice, "Did something happen?"
