From the other end of the phone, Xia Yu faintly heard care and concern. Having spent a lot of time with his aunt, who was like half a mother to him, he deeply understood her sharp tongue.
"Aunt Qing, speak nicely, don't start yelling right away!"
Xia Yu chose to surrender.
The phone went silent for a moment as the angry breathing gradually calmed.
"...You really don't know what's happened?" In a large mansion in Jingguan City, a woman visiting the Zhu Family after the New Year blinked in doubt.
"..." Xia Yu parted his lips.
"Enough!"
Zhu Qing switched to asking, "Did anyone visit you at home yesterday?"
"Uh..."
Xia Yu seriously thought about it, "I think, no?"
He used a questioning tone.
The woman rolled her eyes, "Did someone or not? Give me a clear answer!"
Xia Yu sweatily said, "Even if someone did, without an appointment on a visit card, just coming directly to knock on the alley door, who's going to hear that?"
