While Zhou Mingchen was off to the restroom, Xia Lu had already dashed upstairs.
What was this situation? It was not like she had invited the person over, so why did it seem like she was the one at fault?
"Lulu, something has happened at home. Where are you right now? Do you have time to come back?" Xia Lu was momentarily unable to react upon receiving the call from her uncle.
Xia Zhiqiu was not good at socializing, had few friends, and didn't really associate with relatives at home. He only had a good relationship with his own younger brother, Xia Lu's little uncle.
"Take your time, what exactly happened?" Xia Lu was perplexed.
"I'm not sure myself, but I just phoned your mother, and her voice sounded off. I am rushing to your house right now." Perhaps because he had been running, her uncle was breathless, "That's it, I am hanging up now."
