Listening to Li Yuntang in person, Xiaye thought of the words Li Beicheng had once said to her.
The Li Family weren't known for their kindness and generosity, and Younger Uncle was not of the tender-hearted sort...
Just as she hesitated, wanting to say something, her phone rang in her pocket.
It was a call from Mother Yan.
Li Yuntang lowered his gaze, indicating that he had no intention of eavesdropping, and let her take the call without restraint.
Xiaye had no secrets that couldn't be told, so she immediately answered the phone, "Mom, I was lucky you sent Younger Uncle to save me, I'm alright now."
"That's good, that's very good," Mother Yan's voice was still a bit choked up. "Someone from Mr. Li's side called me to say you were alright. I was still worried. I thought your mother-in-law's birthday party should have ended by now, so I hurriedly called you."
All her life, her mother had rarely shown such clear worry for her.
