For several hours there was no signal on the phone, and just as there was a faint signal, Yu Jingchen received a call from his little rascal.
As soon as the call connected, the little guy started crying and complaining. "Dad, An Ning wants to divorce you, did you know?"
"Who told you that?" Yu Jingchen asked with a frown.
The child wouldn't easily say such a thing, especially now that he was crying, showing he was very upset.
"Ningning said it herself." Yu Ziqian sobbed pitifully.
Yu Jingchen tightened his grip on the phone, his face turning cold as ice. "Why did she tell you that? Did you go home?"
"I didn't go home, Ningning came to Grandma's house!" Yu Ziqian said, still sobbing.
"Why did Ningning come to the house?" Yu Jingchen asked again.
"I don't know either, when I came home from school, Mom was there!"
"What's Grandma, Great-Grandma, Grandpa, and Great-Grandpa's attitude towards Ningning?" Yu Jingchen continued to ask.
