Wen Xin's eyes flashed a mischievous smile.
Just as Old Mrs. Han was about to call Han Luoli, his call came through.
Last night, Han Luoli returned home and obtained the surveillance tapes from Lumba International Mall. Upon reviewing them, he noticed that the impostor indeed bore some resemblance to Xiao Er. After waiting a whole night, he called Old Mrs. Han early in the morning.
"Luoli, I just happen to have something to tell you!"
Old Mrs. Han took the lead in speaking, her tone not quite friendly.
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Han Luoli frowned, standing on the balcony, glancing back to see the girl in the room still sleeping peacefully. The morning sun fell on the large bed, her playful little leg protruding from the quilt, beautifully serene.
The man's brows relaxed slightly, his lips curling in a satisfied smile.
"Stop asking, I'll tell you straight — break up with that Gu Xiaoer. Our Han Family can't afford a girl like that!"
