Old Madam Moh sighed wearily, her heart filled with concern, "If you won't go, then I must, despite the pain. Cheche, Hongying is a good girl. She has always been very kind to me over the years, and to you too. It's impossible for grandma not to visit her when she's had an accident... Can't you go and check on her on behalf of grandma?"
Although the speaker wasn't loud, Luo Qiangwei had naturally good hearing and could still catch a few words here and there. It seemed grandma was quite skilled at playing the sympathy card in front of her grandson... But Moh Shiche was personally raised by Old Madam Moh and had a deeper connection with her.
In the end, the man replied in a faint voice, "Fine."
Seeing that he had ended the call, Luo Qiangwei took the initiative to speak up, "You go do what you need to do. Just drop me off by the roadside; I was planning to grab some food and take a walk anyway."
