Su Qiong knocked on the door, but there was no answer!
"Maybe they're not home because something came up!" Su Qiong muttered, taking out the keys to unlock the door.
Her father was a minor civil servant, and her mother worked as a clerk in a small company, often working overtime. Therefore, Su Qiong always had a spare key.
Once Ling Fan entered the apartment, a ninety-square-meter, three-bedroom, one-living-room setup, everything was tidily organized.
"Make yourself at home. I'm going to call and ask. It's Grandpa's big birthday tomorrow. They shouldn't be away!" Su Qiong muttered and hurriedly called her mom.
"Mom, where are you? Are you coming back today?" Su Qiong asked.
"You're home, right? Your dad and I are at your grandpa's place, helping out. We won't be returning tonight; just come directly to Phoenix Tower tomorrow morning and don't be late!" A gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.
