Mo Qiansu: "..."
In the car, the cell phone suddenly rang.
The ringtone of Gu Xuanye's phone, mixed with the exclusive cartoon ringtone of the incoming call from Little Demon King, resounded inside the vehicle like a duet.
Mo Qiansu's mind instantly cleared.
She had promised her son that she would definitely be home before 9 o'clock tonight. It must already be past 9 o'clock now...
She gasped for air, pushing the man in front of her hard, "Your phone!"
Gu Xuanye, buried in front of her, didn't want to be bothered, intending to continue the most critical step. However, the incessant ringing irritated him beyond patience.
He cursed under his breath and snatched the phone with great impatience, snapping, "What is it? Spit it out!"
Song Fei on the other end of the line was startled and hastily said, "Young Master, something terrible has happened. The Old Chairman suddenly fainted tonight..."
